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The master had a name, and that was Elliot, the prince wanted to point out. Instead he chuckled, deciding not to mention it. Leo was known as Lily, so Elliot would be known as Master. "I'm glad you think so highly of me, but you are not pathetic, to me you are the most beautiful person in the world." And kissed his head before letting go and shifting, standing up from the mattress. "We shall go get it ourselves. We'll be eating with my sisters this morning." He explained, dressing and abandoning the cloak. If the prime minister had noticed, there was little point in wearing a hat, and he certainly couldn't use being cold as an excuse, since he couldn't feel it. "You don't need to wear shoes in the house, but do remember your stockings." He reminded. If she couldn't wear shoes at least cover her feet. "Ready to eat, Lily?"

The prince moved downstairs, ignoring any stares he got from the passing maids before opening a door to the dining table, three sisters, one with obnoxiously pink hair in pigtails. "Annabelle!" He exclaimed in horror. "Your hair!"

"My hair?" She questioned before laughing. "What about your hair!"

"That Prime Minister was right, you do look good with black hair."

"Martha! Why on earth are you wearing shorts and boots? Go put on a dress!"

Emily adjusted her glasses. "I took a poll and 68% of the maids aging from 14 to 25 would have preferred you with natural colored hair. the other 32% preferred your white hair or didn't care."

Elliot stared, ear twitching before he sat down. "So you are all going to kill me. Splendid. Pass the jam." he grumbled.

"Good morning Miss Lily!" Annabelle said. "Did you sleep well? You look pretty today!"

"Another survey shows that 94% of the maids hate Lily for being close to brother."

"Emily." Elliot warned, turning to glare at Martha before she could speak. "Boots off the table." And watched the small, thin legs remove themselves from the eating place and onto the chair where they hung.

"And she sits at the table." Martha cheered, fork and knife in the air before snatching Emily's pudding greedily. "I win."

The girl frowned. "That's weird. She was going to sit on the floor because she always did." Frustration showed on the girls face, but she accepted her loss and continued to nibble at the fruit.

Annabelle smiled, swaying her head back and forth. "that's good. I slept really good too! I washed my hair and it came out pink like I wanted! I wanted martha to dye her hair red but she refused."

"Boys don't dye their hair."

"You aren't a boy." Elliot said, passing the fruit salad to Lily. "You are a girl and when we're done eating you are changing into more respectable clothing. Which boy did you steal it from?"

Martha grinned. "I made the dishwasher boy remove his clothes in front of me."

"Martha!" Ellito exclaimed, not ignoring the blush which quickly spread to Emily's face.

Annabelle was also pink-faced, but she giggled. "He had a thingy betwe--"

"This is not morning talk!" Elliot exclaimed, himself now turning red in the face before groaning. "Sister you must stop hanging around the prime minister. I fear you are turning into him." Could he not have a normal conversation with his sisters? About puppies or something equally liked by girls?

Martha stared at Lily, opening her mouth to answer but closed it again. Emily came to her rescue.

"Brother didn't know it would color his hair, so he doesn't count." She murmured.

Elliot sliced into a sausage, putting some of the scrambled egg onto his fork before speaking. "I am beginning to understand why we can't keep a nanny. You three are out of control, or two of you anyway. You will not steal anymore clothes,"

"But-!"

"I will buy you some when I return from Falia. There will be no more pranks, your studies have been falling short, Annabelle."

She huffed. "Literature is boring."

Emily looked at her brother, the man staring back. She was expecting a scolding as well. "No more polls about me. Do a poll about father instead."

"Speaking of Dad," Martha said, leaning forward as her brother finally began to eat his meal. "That bear-eared maid said he was really sick and going to die, but this morning he woke us up and didn't look like he was going to die at all."

Pink pigtails bounced as the child nodded. "And then he said Mom was going to be going away for a while, but wouldn't tell us why."

"I heard a maid use that on a servant boy when his pup had died." Emily muttered, making one sister glare and the other yell, Martha.

"Mother isn't dying!" came the exclamation. "She's just going n a trip and she'll be back with presents for us! She's done nothing!"

Elliot couldn't scold her for that, instead looking down as chewed his food, speaking gently. "I'll ask father for you three, all right? But until then finish eating. Lily, are you going to eat?"

"But the title's so long!" She whined, biting into her muffin. "I want small stories, interesting stories like, I don't know! Interesting ones!" And continued to angrily eat the pastry, anger being taken out on the poor thing.

"So you're going to Falia?" Martha asked. "Isn't that where Miss Lily's from, Elliot?"

"It is, we're going back to find her family. She just may be a princess like you three." he said with a smile, thankful for the much calmer topic, even if he had to embellish it a little. "As it turns out she was kidnapped and taken from her home."

This certainly caught Annabelle's attention. "Really? So she has pretty dresses like us! And crowns! That's why she has such long and pretty hair! You must be the prettiest person in Falia!"

"That actually depends on the parents lineage." Emily said quietly.

Martha stared. "I dunno, you still look like a boy to me."

"All girls look like boys to you." The pigtailed one said as the other finished off her sausage and sliced potatoes. "Miss Lily wears stockings, dresses and has pretty long hair! That makes her a girl!"

"I wear shorts, cut my hair and show off my legs. I don't have whatever that dishwasher boy has between his legs."

"My appetite is about to be lost if that conversations starts up once more." Elliot said with a frown. Who would be best to explain to those three about the difference between genders, and sex and the birds and the bees. He certainly didn't think himself qualified. Father, perhaps?

"But you could be a long lost princess!" Annabelle exclaimed. "That's so amazing, Miss Lily! Oh I wanna go see your kingdom too!"

"Falia is covered in forests, it's nearly impossible to enter." Emily said, finishing her fruit and oatmeal, smiling as her brother handed her the large bowl for a second serving. His own food was barely half eaten.

"But being with Elliot must be so dull." Martha said. "All he's done is work and be sick."

Elliot chuckled before looking at Leo. He was hesitant, especially right now when there was no news of the queen. "Make haste, Lily." he said with a nod, looking back at his sisters. "But it was important work allowing me to go to Falia."

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Justin looked up, brown eyes red from having been crying. "Yes Miss, I am Justin." he sniffled, wiping his eyes with his slightly large sleeves, looking up at her. She was really beautiful, was she a noble? He hadn't seen her around this part of the building before. But she mentioned what happened earlier, fresh tears threatening to fall as he looked away, curling up again, face hiding behind his knees as he sat there. "I only have three pairs of clothes to last me a week before they run through the wash. And now princess Martha has gone and stolen my clothes. She's even wearing my underclothes." he muttered softly. she tried to put her clothes on me but princess Emily stopped her." And he started to cry again.