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Elliot grew tense as the other inspected Lily, moving forward when invited in and placed the drafts on the table. "Lily was a gift from the Reta kingdom, your holiness." he said, not wanting to get into a conversation on the other's gender. "That is the attire Lily is most comfortable with, so I will not deny," her, him, it? It was hard to speak of Lily without using a pronoun of sorts. "Whatever Lily wants Lily can have." He said childishly, wanting to throw his hands in the air. "That is all." What else could he say about lily? They'd had sex three times now and she'd pleased him orally twice? That wasn't a conversation for the Prime Minister, hardly close to what sort of conversation he could have with the man. And Elliot has had Lily for what, three days now? Dear lord, but then again she'd practically gotten into his pants instead of the other way around, but he couldn't put her at fault for it either because she was listening to her training.

"How are the papers?" The lamps were beginning to turn a dark yellow with the stress and thoughts, Elliot had to distract himself, keep them white.

"Perhaps if you weren't half as mad." Elliot muttered under his breath at the question of being given a bentien. He worried about this man, he truly did. he was funny when Elliot was younger, now the prince was quite positive the man lacked half a brain. Of course not to say he wasn't a good man, he couldn't be in his position if he was indeed a bad one.

The thoughts came to a halt when he felt Lily's fingers begin to press against his neck and shoulders. He swallowed the purr which threatened to leak from his lips, merely leaning his head forward somewhat to let her work, lights brightening and turning back to their natural color. Elliot really had to thank the Retian king properly, he really had no idea how helpful Lily was, even if she did make him nearly have a stroke.

Right as rain? "Thank you for looking them over. With your signature I'm sure Mother will cons--" And he paused hearing the question before silver eyes narrowed, Elliot standing tall. He could be joking, but the prince would admit, he'd never heard such a lewd joke from the Prime Minister. Forcing the lamps to stay white he spoke slowly. "Pardon? I didn't catch the ending of your sentence, Prime Minister." dark green was trying to come of from the bottom of the lamps, but the white light was fighting it down rather well, thank goodness.

Elliot looked at the man calmly, the lamps changing back to normal, but that didn't stop the small flicker of confusion to embarrassment. "My apologies, Prime Minister." He'd never heard such a lewd joke from him before! But of course he'd never had anyone accompany him, perhaps that was why. Elliot had jumped the gun, so to speak. he took the papers without a word, straightening them out. "Enjoy the flowers, Prime Minister." And exited the room, leaving the door cracked open before walking out, making sure Lily had followed.

"I, apologize, for his behavior. We aren't quite sure what went wrong with him. Nice man though, truly he is. Next we need to see the Queen. With the Prime Minister's signature the Queen might actually consider signing them." he explained, walking down the halls at a much slower rate than before, rubbing the back of his. "And thank you, for the massage, Lily. It helped somewhat." And chuckled.

Elliot looked back at Lily and smiled. "I am thankful. When we enter the Queen's chamber please keep close to the door, all right? I do not want you to get injured." Gripping the papers he re-adjusted all of his clothing to be neat and proper, even going so far as to adjust his cape and hair. This was going to be horrible, what abuse would he be getting this time? Wine thrown on him? Pushed off the steps? There was a plethora of things, but soon he was standing in front of the door, eyes closed and evening his breathing, ironing out his personality, the lamps a pure white color. Two knocks, one, two.

"Come in." came a soft voice, a bored one.

Elliot opened the door and there sat the woman in all her glory in a cushioned chair. Her own personal drawing room. "Your highness." he greeted, walking over and kneeling directly at her feet, papers gently being held in his hand. "I've docu-"

"More papers, you're a busybody." she stated simply, brown hair falling over her shoulder as she tilted her head to look down on him, a small frown of disgust on her face. It was obvious the two weren't related, their appearances were two separate sides, the woman looking like an older version of the triplets. "It is your week off, shouldn't you be relaxing? You have that, thing, that Reta gave you." She said, signalling towards Lily. "But here you are, at my feet again. I heard you got rid of my best guards and knights." Her shoe came in contact with the man's head, pressing rather hard. But his ears never twitched, form never faltered, and the lamps stayed white. "why on earth would you do that? And worse off you insult me and my choices by placing some newcomer in the head spot, and when I told him to leave he said I had to question you of all people. Why would I, a queen, have to question a measly prince?" She bent down, grabbing his ear and digging her nails into it deeply, pulling him up to make eye contact.

Elliot stared back with a blank face, silently holding out the papers as he stood. "Loslith requires freedom from their drought. The Prime Minister has been so kind to sign these, perhaps you would like to look over hi-" and a slap echoed in the room, a large red cut on his face. The woman had turned one of her rings to face inwards.

"You will address me properly. Had you come from my womb my son would not have been so rude to me. I refuse to sign any papers."

"Had I come from your womb I would have been miscarried, your-" Another slap, another red wound on his face before his ear was released, nail marks obvious on the triangle shaped appendage.

"Leave my presence and take your whore with you. Such filth shouldn't even be walking the main halls of the castle."

The prince kneeled one last time before turning, looking at Lily before the doors, opening them up to let her exit, taking the time to look at the queen. "If I recall correctly, your highness, you had been a concubine yourself before my mother passed on. You should be ashamed, you cannot fill her shoes let alone her throne properly. You are a horrible excuse for a queen, Martha." and closed the door behind him in time to hear something crash against it.

With an exhale he turned to Lily. "And now we go visit my father who will overrule her saying."

Elliot paused as Lily pressed himself against him. "Lily?" He questioned, looking at her as she pulled away. "Lily are you okay, what's wrong?" He asked, using his free hand to stroke the bentien's cheek gently. "Are you all right? You look distraught." Was it because of what had just happened? It was often and a common occurrence, but she didn't know that, did she? "We are coming upon a library, we may rest there if you'd like."

"Lily, one does not press themselves against another if there is nothing wrong. If it is about what just occurred, you must ignore it. It is common for me to say such things and for her to act in such ways towards me. You should not worry yourself over a dispute that has been going on since I was born." He smiled gently, keeping her hand in his and leading her to the library, offering a small reading chair to her. "Please, sit and collect your thoughts. We have time."

Elliot couldn't help but give a chuckle, shaking his head as he looked at the waiting Lily. "You are indeed stubborn, are you not? If you continue to act that way your hair will become as white as mine." And walked over, gently grabbing her face and pressing his lips against the bentien's lovingly. It was only a moment, the prince exiting the library. "that is your punishment for not being honest about your feelings, but let us continue, then. I am ready."