IRIS'S POV
He was gone when I woke up the next morning. My knees were killing me!
I managed to get off the bed and into the bathroom.
I walked out of the bathroom as carefully as I could be. I was disappointed to find no dress on the bed as I came out. I was somehow looking forward to him doing that again but I guess it was just a one time thing.
From the corners of my eyes I saw Celestine walk into the room.
"Good morning m'alady...did you sleep well?"
She asked.
Sighing,
"I managed Celestine. And stop calling me that OK. You can call me by my name,Iris. That is just fine."
Her eyes widened.
"Of cause not My Princess!! I can never call you by your name. The king will have my head and..and the Prince will have my kidney!"
If I wasn't haveing some serious trouble slipping into my underwears, I'd have laughed.
Instead, I frowned.
"I insist. Besides,you are more older than me and so kind to me. I could use some friendship you know..."