Marcel was in the kitchen quickly preparing the plates that were asked by Lobo. He stood next to the stove patiently waiting for the food to be prepared.
'Are you almost done?'
'Will you quit bugging me, boy.' Lobo said as this was the third time Marcel had asked that question.
'They're waiting. You know how impatient royals are.'
'That's true.'
Marcel and Lobo jumped and turned around to see the prince of Loure standing there leaning on the cabinet.
'Lincoln!' Marcel said shocked.
'Now what is a prince doing in mah kitchen.' Lobo said and quickly bowed.
'Sorry, I should have announced my arrival.' Lincoln laughed and walked towards Marcel ready to lean in for a kiss but was met with Marcel pulling away. Lincoln frowned and looked at him a little hurt before the boy moved his eyes
