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“So, I’ve noticed, you don’t strike me as some one who’s picky and I agree. Part of being a ruler means respecting anther land’s traditions and customs. I believe my parents expected this out of their out of country visitors to do the same, if they had an issue with our diet they certainly knew how to keep it to themselves.” Hearing him say that honestly delighted the Indian woman, she had no idea that the King was an open-mind person in that sense, but in fairness she never tried to get to know him. If she had, she’d have realized earlier how easy it was to talk to him, how freely she could speak to him without worrying about offending him. At his remark, Amirah let out a faint chuckle as her nose scrunched up, “I’m happy to skip that conversation. As for brownies, I love them, they are my absolute favorite but I haven’t had it with butterscotch, sounds delicious.” Amirah was sure her eyes lit up at the thought of chocolate dessert and honestly, she could feel herself salivating at the thought it and so she took another long sip of her wine. “I know.” She offered him a soft smile, her eyes amused as he made another suggestive comment, “actually, I was convinced you just have an abnormal sex drive and because you’ve been with women far more beautiful and more experienced women than me.” The brunette nodded as he spoke of his childhood, “oh, like what? Were you always getting into trouble?”
“You noticed that about me? I’m flattered.” Enzo said feeling giddy at the brunette’s observation of him. He didn’t even understand why it mattered so much. It just did. “No, most royalties do have manners. They have to. Otherwise, they’d be more wars. You realize that human beings are very prideful, right? They’d start feuds over the stupidest things. It’s amusing if you ask me.” His lips curved into a smile, laughter bubbling over at the stupidest things people did over pride. “Thank you. I don’t like to think about things that would disgust me.” He added, thanking God that he no longer have to think about all the disgusting things people choose to eat. Enzo didn’t even understand why they think it would be a good idea, but apparently some people don’t care. “Ahh… You’re missing out, Amore. Tonight, for dessert, we’re going to have brownies with butterscotch ice-cream. You’ll be begging for seconds.” He was salivating at the thought actually. One might think that he didn’t care for desserts since he looked so fit, but in actuality, he had the worst form of sweet tooth. It was only due to him working out that he hadn’t ballooned up like a blimp. “No, I’m not a horny toad.” He chuckled and felt sheepish all of a sudden, “I don’t know how many women you think I’ve been with, but I can tell you this, none of them are as beautiful as you. At least not to me, and not being experienced doesn’t bother me at all. From what I can tell, you’re a quick study.” He shook his head, “No, I didn’t get into trouble, I just did normal things teenage boys did, but trust me, I was smart enough not to get caught.”



















