SAMUELS POV

I followed the George onto the ship, trying to push this growing fire aside. I focused on the tall mast and the crisp, white sails. The ship was a beautiful wood with a deep brown color, trimmed with gold. "George? Where are my quarters"? George turned around and gestured to the door on deck. "Since you are my special guest you will share quarters with me. Dont fret, its extremely spacious and has two beds". I nodded and blushed at the thought. He opened the door for me and I walked in. Oh. It really was spacious in here. There were two elegant beds and room to spare. There was also a window above each bed and a few books. "This is very nice". I laughed when the king puffed out his chest, like a prideful peacock. "Whats so funny"? I stopped and paled, remembering he is my king. "N-Nothing your majesty". He groaned and, in a very unkingly manner, flopped down on his bed. "I am wishing to be friends Samuel, dont call me your majesty! And dont be scared of me, I wont kill you"! I was suprised. He wanted to be friends? This decision is becoming one of the best in my life. "Samuel"? I shook myself out of my daze. "You seem tired and a bit flushed, ill leave you to sleep". George stood and I nodded in silent thanks. I sank down on my bed and ran my hands down my face. "Holy shit Samuel, CONTROL yourself"! I layed back, not even caring to take off my day wear and tried to die myself down a little....

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GEORGES POV

'He is. I know he is, I can feel it.' I paced around the ship, people bowing as I walked by but I waved them back to work. I knew why he seemed so distant. He was regretting coming. I am hoping he doesnt ask to leave, even though that would be impossible since we're now sailing. His mind is too valuable to loose and I really had meant I wanted to be freinds. My heart sank. Ive never actually been able to obtain freinds. No one has ever wanted nor bothered to ask about how I feel or want to know me. But I feel like I can trust Samuel, and I like his character. I knawed at my lip and debated on whether to go back into the room or not. 'Your a king! Go in there if you wish you pansy!' 'No, dont be rude if you want Samuel to be your friend' 'But your tired aswell'! I sighed and slowly opened the door. As I creeped inside I noticed Samuel had fallen asleep. The sight made something in my heart bloom and, despite my dissagreemant, made me smile. I rolled my eyes and removed his shoes and covered him in a light blanket. "Twat". I yawned and slithered into my own bed for a nap.

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SAMUELS POV

I stirred to a soft snoring and sat up. The blanket that had been covering me up fell off my shoulders. 'Wait, when did I get a blanket'? I noticed my shoes had also been removed and placed neatly at the side of my bed. A louder snore jerked my head to the left and saw George sprawled out in his own bed snoring. I blushed 'He...He didnt? Did he?' I smiled inspite of my self at the kind gesture and snuggled back into the bed. My heart light and my smile never fading.