Rose stood in the middle of the room, having what one would call a face-off with the crown prince. He had just come into the room with the steward and three other servants. He raised an eyebrow as the stare lasted longer than it should, and Rose realized she hadn't paid her respects.
"Your Majesty." She bent her head and gave a curtsey.
She couldn't believe she had just glared at the crown prince, but her mind had been on other things, and even if she wouldn't admit it, she was very nervous about what had happened earlier and was sure the consequences were coming sooner rather than later.
Caius didn't acknowledge her greeting. In fact, he went as far as to pretend she wasn't there. "Henry," he called, his tone dry.
"Your Highness," he said with a bow. "The servants have already drawn a bath."
Caius nodded and walked further into the room, leaving Rose, Henry, and the servants who rushed about doing their tasks.
"Mister 'Enry," Rose called as soon as they were alone.
