Chapter 212

With my hair all grown out like a girl, it was difficult for the guard yo actually believe am the prince, and not a lowly maid.

"It's your hair Blacky, your body, and no one have the right to control how you live you life, how you take care of your body. It's all your decision to make", Reddy says, still not making a move to remove himself from my back, like wise Blondie.

"I always like it when you lose this stupid constricting thing from your hair, and allow it to flow on the pillow. I think that's my favorite view in the entirety of Makoha", Blondie leaves a small kiss on my neck, making my already giddy self more giddy.

The way they spoke about my hair made me vow not to cut it, at least not now. 

Who knows who my helper will turn out to be? if it so happens to be a female, she might not like it if she's going to compare beauty with her more than handsome husband..

"Why are you two not on uniform?", I asked them that to avoid the making more intimate move with me.

I know I should tell them to stop, I know I should give them some space, but my heart just won't listen. It wants to have a little time with them even with risk of getting it's fragile self broken, my heart wants to leech on their body.

Reddy smiled into my neck, "we make rules Blacky, we don't follow rules", he chuckles lowly.

I thought about his words for a moment, " you two wore uniforms on the first and second week, why then have you decided to make rules and fault to follow them?".

Blondie chuckles, " we wore uniforms because we know you will, so we wanted to dress as you dressed".

His words still doesn't make sense to me, " Ami not wearing uniforms now? why don't you two wear yours since you want to dress exactly like I do?".

That's what they're supposed to do since they claimed to wear the uniform whenever I do.

" Our marks won't be totally covered if we wear the uniforms, and that's something we don't want to happen".

" What's so secretive about your mark?", the way they take great pain in ensuring I not only see it,but others too.

Most times I have to ponder on their reasons for covering a mark that should be their most cherished possession.

"Are you by far ashamed by your other halves?".

 The thought of that didn't sit well with me. Them not liking their other halves will mean just one thing; they've found their other halves.

Blondie shakes his head, "our other half is still not up to age, of he is,we would have claimed him, I mean her, them I mean without a second thought".

Blondie's words of anything left me more confused than I was earlier with his slips; slips I would have loved if he didn't add both she and them to the sentence.