Meeting the miracle queen (2)

Having a mr Alfred on a pirate ship sounds pleasing to the ears, no matter hard one thinks about it.

As Gideon processed the statement, confusion morphed into his expression, and he struggled to find the right words to reply with. However, he couldn't help but feel insulted that a pirate would want to possess him, the queen's royal butler, for their own satisfaction.

"It would be wise for you to choose your words carefully and refrain from uttering such inconceivable statements again" Gideon expressed, his tone measured and calm, so as not to anger the queen. He wasn't furious, but he was dissatisfied with the pirate's behavior.

Prince Wyatt's grin somehow grew even wider, and he asked "Why? Are you offended by my statement because you are the queen's lapdog, or because you doubt my ability to afford you at the right price?".

Gideon turned his head to the left and spat on the snow, then shifted his gaze forward, fixing his eyes on the scallywag, or rather, the thief.