Roman
“Good night, Princess," I said as we entered our apartments.
“Your Highness," Lucille replied with a curtsy as long lashes veiled her sparkling blue eyes.
For longer than I intended, I watched Lucille and Lady Buckingham walk across the parlor toward the princess's private suite. I studied everything about the princess. The long cream dress accentuated Lucille's slender waist, the full skirt undoubtedly had layers of material beneath, and the scooped neckline showed a hint of her pert breasts. With her hair fixed in an updo, the diamond-and-pearl necklace and earrings showcased her long neck and collarbone. The diamond tiara was still in place as she paused at the open doors and peered over her shoulder with a smile and a nod.
I imagined helping her from the long dress and revea
