Prompt: they get caught, sorta...

This will include slight and brief descriptions of making out and other forms of sexual touching, but not actual sex.
It is also from the point of view of a servant named Gracie Becker.

This will be a very Very VERY short chapter, sorry.

Flushed skin.
Gracie quickly ducked out of view of the window, her face turning red as soft moans could be heard from inside the room.

She had been tasked with weeding the gardens that day, which she didn't mind, and had found a large clump if weeds at the base of a window that looked into one of the many tea rooms of the palace.

What she wasn't expecting to see though, was to see the prince sitting in someone's lap, moaning softly and rocking his hips with his shirt half off.

She carefully looked back inside, her face still flushed red.

Virgil moaned again and tilted his head back as the mystery guy began to kiss and suck at his neck, tightening the grip he had on Virgil's waist as he rocked his hips a little more.

She couldn't see the other guys face, and quickly ducked out of view again, her mind racing.

What should she do? Should she tell the king and queen? Did they already know? Should she and the other servants not know for some reason? Should she tell her superiors? Should she tell anyone?

She shook her head and quickly picked up her basket full of weeds before quickly walking away from the window, trying to get the sounds and images out of her head, not having ever thought she'd see the prince like that.

She had no way to prove what she'd seen, especially since she hadn't seen who the other guy was, She she didn't think telling people would be wise.

She also respected her princes privacy, and although she wanted to lecture the two of them about doing that in a place where anybody could walk -or look- in was not a smart thing to do, she didn't want to cause the prince any unneeded stress or embarrassment. If she was supposed to know about this someone would have told her. And if Virgil felt the king and queen should know he would tell them on his own, it wasn't her place to do so, she didn't want to get the prince or whoever he was with in trouble.

She walked to a different part of the garden and began to weed there instead, thinking of someway to try to anonymously warn the prince about how risky he'd been today.

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Virgil's face flushed brightly as he read the letter he'd found on his desk, embarrassment welling up inside of him.

Dear prince Virgil,

I apologize for the invasion of privacy, but while I was doing my duties in the gardens today I couldn't help but notice your certain... activities with someone in the tea room in the south wing, the one that over looks the garden. I did not stay around long to see what all you ended up doing, and I didn't see the face of whoever you were doing it with. I have not told anyone I saw you and I do not plan on telling anyone in respect of your privacy, but I know there are some servants who love to gossip and had one of them seen you instead of me then the entire castle would have known by now.

What I'm saying is I would suggest either closing the curtains and locking the door if you hadn't done that already, or doing such activities in a less public area, and maybe being a bit more quiet, I heard you before I saw you.

Yours sincerely, G. B.

Virgil needed to tell the other three about this when they got back, deciding that they needed to tone it down a bit unless they were in Virgil's room, one of their rooms, or a more secure place. He didn't want to get caught before he was ready to tell his parents.

Roman was most definitely going get pouty over the fact that there weren't going to be anymore before-dinner-kisses behind suits of armor or shadowed corners anymore.

Ta-da
Short chapter.
I hope you liked it despite it being short. Gracie backer might come back at some point, who knows, I sure don't.

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Bye!!