The next days were used for practicing. Noor didn’t mind, after all she liked dancing, and she also knew the lyra-player from earlier. He was Apsara’s father and Noor had met him before.
Outside of practice time, Noor spent most of the time in her room. Her meals were brought to her, and she didn’t lack anything. Her aunt was also good company, and they became very close these days. But after sunset she was taken back to the servant’s quarters, and Noor were alone.
Except for the promised guard outside the entrance.
Noor were fully aware that the prince sometimes watched their practices. She felt uncomfortable, but she did not say anything.
However, she was startled when she found him in her room waiting for her.
- Why that surprised face? Prince Ifiklis laughed, Did you think the guard wouldn’t let me in? You have to know that everything here belongs to me, and I do with it as I want. Right?
Noor nodded and swallowed.
- I just wanted to check if you had everything you needed. Is everything to your liking? Is the food good? Is everybody treating you nicely?
- Yes Kyrie.
- So then maybe you would like to show me some gratitude?
- Gratitude Kyrie? Noor stammered.
- Don’t you think I deserve it?
- I...I... Kyrie, I don’t know what you want me to do?
- Oh, I think you do. Think about it. I will be back tomorrow.
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