"Keitaye,canyouhelpme?"
"Yes,sire,"hisvoiceended,andKeithrushedin,grabbingRichard'sarmwithonehandbehindhim,theotherunderhisslenderchin,andturningtoAston.
"NowIcanrestassuredtoeat,"Astonsaidwithasmile.
Richard'sfacelookeddeadandhiseyeslookedatme.
"Kevin...help..."
Isawhimandquicklythrewthechairintothemiddleoftheroom.Richard'seyesflashedaglimmerofhopethatIcouldhelp,butno,IjustwalkeduptothemwithabagofFrenchfriesinmyhand.NosoonerhadIsatdownthanItookoutmysnackbagandsmiled.
"Actorshavethree,twoandoneaction!"
"DamnKevin!"Richardnowgaveasuddenscream.
You'retryingtomakefunofme,I'mjustyourPrinceKeithandKeithTrisum.Areyousatisfied?
RichardwaskissedpassionatelybyAston,andfromthefirstwiggle,hegraduallybecameweakandalmostsankonhisface.Hisfacewastired,butthelookinhischewingeyeswasobviouslyagrudgeagainstme.
AstonslippedoutofRichard'slipswhileKeithpretendedtocarryhimtobed,butthatwasforbidden.
"We'lltakecareofit.Yougoandrest."