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Post by clementine on Jan 19, 2010 1:53:02 GMT -5
Camilla's features seemed to wilt slightly when he was addressed as Sire but Monroe, but he still smiled lightly. "I like these." He chirped, reaching for a large white bun filled with sweet bean paste. The teen hummed at the flavor at the first bit. "I love these dumplings. And Chef makes them the best in the world." The teen praise.
Reaching on the platter again, he nudged one towards Monroe. "Here, you try one." He smiled sweetly.
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Post by Kago on Jan 19, 2010 3:07:56 GMT -5
Monroe didn't miss the sweet boy's looks suddenly seem to go south, was it because of his name? Hadn't they spoken about this, he didn't think to call him in public, but perhaps that was a mistake here. He'd just have to fix it later. "I can see why you like them then." He referred to how he praised them, he couldn't recall ever trying such himself.
"If your sure," Monroe saw the dumpling nudged his way, he moved to pick it up and take a bite out of it. He didn't just buy and swallow, he took the time to really get the taste of it, and he really found it tasted pleasant. "This really is delicious," Perhaps he should compliment the chef here.
"Thank you for allowing me to try one, Camilla." He smiled rather adoringly at the boy, more then a bit fond of him, more then he should, but he let it show just this one moment.
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Post by clementine on Feb 6, 2010 23:37:05 GMT -5
Camilla grinned charmingly at the guard. He saw the look on the male's face and it warmed him to his core. Monroe actually seemed to care...or at least seemed sincere in his words. The single look made Camilla feel wanted. Like someone finally knew that he was actually a person and not a distance creature sitting on a throne.
"It's okay Monroe, really." The teen chirped with a happy laugh the made the works in the kitchen pause in a surprise for a moment as they watched Camilla push the plate of dumplings towards Monroe. "Please, have as many as you like. I'm glad that you enjoy them like me!"
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Post by Kago on Feb 7, 2010 18:01:58 GMT -5
"Thank you, Camilla." This time Monroe said the Prince's name, smiling as he went on eating a dumpling. Why turn down the offer when the boy said he could have more. Mind you, he would only eat one, or two in all, then he would wait to eat later. "Your very kind." He only spoke once he chewed, and swallowed, not wanting to seem rude, or improper at the place they sat now. That was also a bit of a problem here, that the boy was far too kind, if only that was a bit different, if only...
For a moment, it seemed Monroe was lost in thought, simply biting, chewing, then swallowing and eating the dumpling he partook in now. There were too many ifs to get into right now. The moment he finished that last dumpling he was eating, he smiled at Camilla again. "I don't want to steal your food, you be sure to full yourself, or eat as much as you want, before we get to leave." He couldn't possibly fall himself on Camilla's food, when this was all originally for him.
"You just let me know when you are ready to go." He was prepared to, though while he waited his eyes wandered here and there, considering heat he could do, what he could place where, how he could do the deed he had in mind. Maybe he wouldn't go with food.
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Post by clementine on Feb 8, 2010 14:39:43 GMT -5
Laughing happily again at the sound of his name, Camilla grinned. "I'm not, really." He denied, but was still grinning like an idiot. Camilla cocked his head to the side when Monroe fell silent, wondering what the male was thinking about. The young teen took a moment to let his eyes rove over the guard's face and he couldn't help but think that Monroe was quiet handsome. Camilla blushes at the thought and giggled to himself over it.
"Oh, I'm all done." The prince chirped, pushing his own plate of a half eaten dumpling away. "We can go now." He was done eating, though it had been fun to have a table companion. Camilla pushed himself up, offering his hand to Monroe to help him up as well, wondering what they should do next.
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Post by Kago on Feb 9, 2010 19:53:01 GMT -5
Monroe really loved to hear the Prince's voice, to hear his laughter, the way he giggled. And then when he realized what he just thought, he felt himself like an infatuated young lad.
"Are you sure?" He wondered if the teen had really gotten his fill. "Well, if you are." Hearing what he said, and seeing him up and about, he took his hand and got up with little of the teens assistant. "Do you have something I can assist you with?" He wanted to do so, if it was possible.
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