Cameron reached his room then shut the door. He wanted to take off his clothes (especially the pants, which were getting sticky), yet first, looked for his sweater and jeans. He found the light-blue sweater folded up with his worn jeans, along with a white undershirt. The sight of his clothes made him ache for home. He ignored this and promptly changed.
Lilah quickly placed the strawberries in a bowl Daisy had found, then changed into the sweater dress. As soon as she was done, she thanked her maid and headed through the castle to Cameron's room.
Cameron folded up the shirt and tie, then hung up the pants. Staring at them, he felt a grip of savage pleasure. Finally… I'LL BE ABLE TO GET MY OWN SUIT! He grinned, put the shirt and tie away, and sat down on the bed.
"When will Lilah be here?" He finally wondered aloud.
Lilah let out a breath as she walked.
Almost there. Just a bit farther.
Finally, she stopped in front of the door she believed to be his and took a deep breath. Why was she so nervous? She'd been fine while they were in the garden.
Shaking her head, she took another deep breath and knocked.
Cameron sat up quickly. "Yes?" He called tentatively. "Lilah?" He didn't want to sound too nervous of other people.
"Cameron, are you ready to go to the kitchen?" Lilah called trough the door.
"Oh, yeah, lemmie…" He glanced around for a suit, realized he didn't have… another suit to throw on, inhaled deeply and went over the door to open it. He opened it and nervously ran a hand through his hair.
"Let's go." He grinned a little.
Lilah smiled shyly and nodded her head in the direction of the kitchen. "It's this way. C'mon."
She let out a silent sigh of relief that he had changed into something more casual as well.
He looks nice in that.
What?
You know it's true.
…Hush…
Cameron smiled back warmly and the smile didn't fade as they walked. He tucked his hands into the front pocket of his sweater, glancing down at the flight of steps as they descended.
Don't want to fall like a fool again… He turned a faint red just thinking about it.
Lilah's cheeks were tinted pink at her thoughts. Where were they even coming from? She bit her lip as they walked on in silence.
Cameron shook his head. I'm worried about that for no reason. He raised his head as they finished walking down the steps and looked around, trying to spot the kitchens.
Lilah led him around a corner to a white door.
"Here we are. Noah makes the best desserts," she said as she opened the door.
Cameron held it as they walked in. The kitchen was hot and stifled, yet Cameron didn't mind it. He grinned around at the clean counters then looked at Lilah steadily.
"Where is he?"
"Noah? Has anyone seen Noah?" Lilah asked, stepping inside and looking around.
A tall man with dark hair and golden eyes stuck his head out of the giant walk-in cooler. "Is that my favorite princess I hear?" he chuckled. "Have you come to sneak more desserts?"
Lilah laughed and went over to him, embracing him for a moment as she spoke. "You know me, I just can't resist your baking!" She turned to Cameron and introduced him, "This is Prince Cameron. We were just picking strawberries, and I thought they might go well with a cheesecake…?"
The baker shook his head and smiled. "Pleasure to meet you, Your Highness," he greeted him with a slight bow. "And if you two want a cheesecake, you'll have to help me make it."
Cameron raised an eyebrow, not sure how to place this man. Sure, he was respectable enough… but was he… like… a distant childhood friend or… Cameron shook his head. I'm not jealous. Why would I be?
(Bump Are you on?)
(I'm so sorry! I was reading and totally forgot about this…)
Lilah smiled. "Really? You know what happened last time I tried to help you with dessert," she laughed.
Noah joined in on the laughter. "This is true, this is true… I suppose there might be a cheesecake in here," he said teasingly. He disappeared back into the cooler, seemingly to search for the dessert.
Lilah turned to Cameron and set her bowl of strawberries on a stainless steel table. "So, Prince Cameron, what is your favorite dessert?"
(;u; I'm on for another hour if I'm lucky. If I ghost don't worry)
What the holy he- His thoughts were interrupted by her question. "I like… uh… pie, I guess. I haven't had a lot of sweets when I was a kid."
(Ah, okay.
Jealous much, Prince Cameron? ;P)
"Oh. Well, I'm sure you'll love this," Lilah assured him, her smile turning sympathetic.
The baker stepped out of the cooler with a covered dish balanced on one arm. "Found it!" he declared, placing it next to tg bowl of berries. "Are those the strawberries? Perfect. Would either – or both – of you like to help me make the topping?"
(^D^
also whenever I read "would either-or both- of you…" I imagined Cameron with like a look of, "Ya I'm here you a**" on his face and I can't stop laughing)
Cameron pulled his sleeves up and washed his hands. "Sure, that sounds fun," He more or less mumbled his response. The way Noah addressed him, child-like, even if he didn't mean it, Cameron still found irksome.
(Uhm)
(Lol.
Lilah's oblivious to them.)
Lilah agreed that it would be fun and also washed her hands. Once they were dry, she washed the bowl of strawberries as well.
A young cook woman came in and started toward Noah, and his eye lit up at the sight of her. The cook whispered something in the man's ear, causing him to grin and kiss her cheek before she walked away.
Noah watched after her, and Lilah watched him with an amused expression. When he faced two royals again, he cleared his throat before speaking.
"Sorry about that. Now, let's get to work on that strawberry sauce, shall we?"
(Uhm)
(I know, I'm sorry! I had to say goodbye to my parents before they left for a meeting.)
Cameron dried off his hands, finding one thing to be less annoyed about. He crossed his arms then leaned forward a little.
"Yes, let's," He found himself murmur.
(Uhm)
(I know, I'm sorry! I had to say goodbye to my parents before they left for a meeting.)
(Oh okay! My mum'll be home any minute so that's why I have to get off soon. I'm just.. annoying.)