Roselyn cutted a piece of that soft plumcake and smiled enjoying the pleasure of its taste.

"He has his own rules, he doesn't like when someone doesn't satisfy his requests properly." The third maid that was back from bringing the jacket in her room spoke few word.

"I see." Roselyn said letting the matter drop not to create any preoccupations to the maids that seemed very concerned to go against the King's values.

Roselyn finished her meal and they quickly cleaned the table.

"Can I at least know your name? The maid that served in my family became a very close friend of mine. And I am willing to estabilish a good relationship with you." Roselyn said, offering a kind smile.

Just one maid was left in the room while the other two went to rearrange the table. She broke the eyes contact to look down the floor as if she seemed to be worried to converse with her.

"It goes against the King's orders." She replied in a mutter, her voice was barely hearable.

"So he doesn't even call you with your names?" Roselyn asked, her forehead puckered as she was left totally in disbelief from what she was hearing.

The maid slumped her shoulders. She was never asked so many things, and she didn't know what to reply. Even if she appreciated her talking as it seemed like that lady in front of her was naturally interested in knowing her name. She mustn't know the King very well, she thought to herself. If she believes King John would let her converse and have a good relationship with high society members.

When the other two maids joined them in the room Roselyn stood up.

"We can accompany you in your part of your house." One of them gestured as she opened the door.

"My part?" Roselyn asked.

They began their long walk through the house. She didn't have the need to do exercise if everyday she had to walk around that enourmous mansion.

That's the reason why royal people are always so in shape. She came to the conclusion when they finally stopped after a long walking.

"This is your side. One bathroom, one living room, a bedroom and a dressing room."

"A dres..." Roselyn tried to ask but expecting her question a maid opened the door of a room in the left.

A dreamy room was revealed, wardrobes filled the space and were accosted to the walls, shoes and dresses of every kind were organized. Separated and ordered according to their color shades, to seasons and then to events. In the center of the room there were glass tables filled with luxurious jewelry.

A shout of joy escaped from her lips having the maids' faces change in an amused expression, a second after they composed themselves to assume their usual serious expression.

"If you don't find it to your liking then ..."

Roselyn interjected, "How can I not find it to my liking? This is the true paradise." she gave a better look at all the clothes.

"Women have two only weaknesses, one is men and the other is clothes. I am glad to see you appreciate my gesture." The King's soave voice resounded in the room.

"The maids will organize the clothes you have brought in the left space." He gazed at the women who immediately followed his order and opened her suitcase that was purposefully brought there. Then she went to place the clothes.

"I will lead you to your room." He said, he found his way out and went to stood in front of the dressing room.

He leaned close to her in a whisper, "if you ever feel the urge to ..." he paused to find the right words, "to enjoy the company of someone. Feel free to ask me without any hesitation."

"Yes. I would like to see my dear friend, Kathy. I really miss her and sh..."

He moved his hand making her unconsciously stop her talking, "I was referring to a special way of company. Precisely about lusty carnal urges." He rectified the misunderstanding, Roselyn understanding what he meant became red of shame.

"With you?" Her voice came out trembling in embarrassment.

"Don't be silly miss Roselyn. But you can just tell me what your type of preference in boys you have and I will have him sent here for one hour or two, depending on your requests." He was speaking like nothing was uncoincevaible in that which made Roselyn feel even more uncomfortable.

"Thank you." Roselyn hastily responded as she didn't want to talk about that matter anymore.

He gave a nod and walked away.

The maids reached her and went to open her room, one of them laid Roselyn's nightgown upon the bed.

"If you need anything we will be behind the door." The blonde maid said.

"Lunch is served at noon." She said reaching the door.

Roselyn nodded smiling but they already had closed the door.

She began to poke around the room, opening drawers and closets.

When on the last drawer of her bedside table she found a strage object.

She took that out to analyze it.

It had a oddly shape and it seemed different from normal toys. She saw a button on the stalk.

It seemed to be a mysterious device or an elaborated toy? Did the King have children? What was a toy doing there? Roselyn questioned as her mind tried to figure out what was that thing.

Shee handled it trying to see if she could read the name of that weird mechanism. She decided to try to click on the bottom when it began to vibrate intensely.

Roselyn let it drop as she've had a scare. And as soon as it stopped to shake she took it back and tried to read the description it had at the back.

'Don't overindulge yourself. Use it carefully.'

She kept reading in the second row, 'sex toys should be cleaned between every sex act and in between every partner'.

She immediately dropped it down once again. As she covered her mouth with her hand, was that what it really seemed to be?

John was very indecent, how can he think she would ever use something like that?

Despite her shook, a bit of curiosity occured to her thoughts....