Watching him freeze up at the sink worried her a little. Maybe that was weird to ask so soon? Her bed would certainly be more comfortable than the couch, that was obvious. Feeling her nerves settle as he flashed her a dazzling smile and finished washing dishes before accepting her invitation. Watching as the door closed behind him, her own lips curled into a smile. James was spending the night! Today had been an amazing way to finish off their last evening in the dorms before they needed to leave tomorrow morning.

Turning back, she closed her door behind her and headed into the bathroom, being sure to lock it behind her, not wanting a situation similar to what happened in James' apartment to even have the chance to transpire. Undressing, she tossed her dirty clothes into the bin and got into the shower, a soft sigh of delight escaping her as the warm water cascaded over her soft skin. Grabbing body wash, she cleaned away the day's grime and shampooed and conditioned her hair. Thinking she was taking only a few minutes, but what turned out to be more, she shut off the water and got out, drying herself with a towel and got changed into a button down sleep shirt and matching pants with a cute bunny design near the hip. Drying her hair as best she could, she gave another yawn before emerging from the bathroom, steam emerging behind her. Surprised to see James already out of the shower, and reading none the less, her cheeks flushed. Clearing her throat, she rubbed the back of her neck. "Sorry, I didn't mean to keep you waiting..."

Putting the towel on a hook nearby the door, she moved to turn the lamp she kept on the bedside table on, not liking to be in complete darkness. "Find a good stopping point, James~" She grinned, and once she was sure he had bookmarked his place and set the book down on the table, she reached up and clicked the main light off. Making her way back towards the bed, she got under the covers and snuggled into James chest. This should be just like the couch, but roomier. However, her cheeks were warm and she looked up slightly though her hair. This felt...different, but... "..James?" Freya called. "I...like how this feels." She shyly whispered, pressing herself more into him to hide her embarrassment. Deciding maybe she should just try to sleep instead of just embarrassing herself with more outbursts, she slipped into dreams.

~*~*~*~* Morning! *~*~*~*~

Yawning, Freya rubbed at her eyes. Snuggling into whatever was in front of her, she blinked. It was a pillow. Did she imagine last night? Looking up, she caught sight of the book on the table, and sighed in relief. It wasn't a dream, then! Knowing James, he was probably already packing things up and getting things ready to head out as smooth as possible. Pulling back the blankets, she let go of the pillow and moved to her closet, pulling out the suitcase she had brought down the first time, putting clothes into it with no real plan, pushing down onto the suitcase to force it close. She would be taking the clothes back out of it soon enough, and she dragged it into the kitchen. Looking about for James, she didn't see him at first.

Oh right! She had clothes in the dirty laundry! Moving towards the bathroom, she looked in the dirty basket, and it was clear of any articles of clothing. He did laundry, didn't he? What time did he even get up? Was he in butler mode right now? Was he going to be in butler mode until midnight again? If she had to guess, he would be as he normally would be until they got close to the manor. They still needed time to break the news to her father, after all. She had been enjoying just being around James as he normally would be otherwise. By the time she got back into the kitchen, she caught James coming back in through the door, and smiled upon seeing him. "James! Good Morning!" She closed the distance between them and embraced him. When she moved back she leaned up and gave him a gentle kiss before giggling. "I've got all my stuff packed." Freya pointed behind her to the overstuffed suitcase -- or rather, just poorly packed suitcase. "Can I have breakfast when we get to the manor? I don't want to dirty your pots and pans if we're getting ready to leave."

Letting go of him so he could continue to move around if he wished, she looked around the apartment. They would be back here before they knew it, she just hoped that everything would go well at the manor. With the party and with other things. Taking a deep breath, Freya sighed before grabbing a sucker from a dish nearby and plopping it into her mouth. "I guess...We should get going..." She was a little hesitant to leave. Leaving meant they wouldn't be able to freely snuggle up and just be themselves. Once they arrived back at the manor, it would have to be more of a professional appearance. At least, that's what she was thinking as they made their way into the car and drove down the road. Watching the city get smaller as they drove off had her sigh and lean her head against the window. "I'm going to miss your laughs, James." She huffed. "Oh...if I have to talk to my father about us, does that mean you get to have the honor of breaking the news to Adrian?" Freya grinned, turning her attention to James.

"Did you want me to talk to him before or after the party...?"

James’s gaze peeked up from his book as she walked into the bedroom. A smile moved across his face at the sight of her relaxed and refreshed. Nodding gently, he found himself a stopping point and slid his bookmark into place as she got her own self situated for bed. After she made herself comfortable in bed and scooted towards him his arm snaked around her waist and pulled her close, closing even the most minuet gap between them. “Me too…” He muttered softly, his voice heavy with sleep already. Leaning down he gently kissed her forehead before driving off into sleep as he delicately played with her hair hanging on her back.

The next morning rolled around rather quickly and the dark blue haired young man found himself slowly opening his eyes to see the peaceful sleeping face of the woman he had come to care about so much. So, all of this was not a dream, how wonderful! Finding himself staring at her for far too long, he realized he did need to get up and attend his duties to some degree.

James carefully removed himself from the covers of the bed and climbed out but not before giving her a gentle kiss on her cheek. Soon the young man was moving around the apartment taking care of his normal chores and starting a load of laundry before hurrying to his apartment to change into his attire. They were returning to the mansion today which means, no more standard street clothes, no matter how much she wished him to be in them. A gentle sigh escaped him as he showered and prepared for the day. Even getting into his suit seemed less exciting for him then it used to be; maybe it was because both she and him preferred the causal nature of their relationship.

He returned to the apartment dressed in his butler attire with his white gloves in the pocket of his jacket. As he entered in through the door, he found the young mistress had awoken and he gave her a gentle smile of ‘good morning’ before she closed the distance and gave him a gentle kiss. His face turned red at her affection. This was something he still wasn’t used to because he didn’t expect it to happen. You’d think the poor guy would know already considering they just slept in the same bed together but when it’s your first relationship, everything’s rather new. Leaning down, he returned the door morning kiss before grinning at her. “Good morning.” He replied softly as he gave her head a gentle loving stroke.

A nod rose and fell his head as she asked if she could eat at the manor. “Sure, that will work out just fine since you’ve already…” He looked over her shoulder at the suitcase and gave a laugh. “Packed?” He questioned down at her raising an eyebrow. “You call that packing?” His teasing voice rang through the apartment as he leaned down and gave her a gentle kiss on the cheek. “You’re so cute, even when half your clothes are hanging out of your suitcase.” A chuckle left him as he pulled her to him once again, feeling as though this would be the last time they would have personal, private time for a while he did want to make the most of it.

His affection showed no end in sight as he played with her hair, kissed her many times over and looked for any excuse to hold her. Young James was growing attached to Freya and he found every way under the sun to show his dedication to her. However time was not on their side, so they soon had to get into the car and start their way to the manor. His hand locked in with hers, he let out a sign at her statement. “It’s only for a week.” He said reassuringly as they continued down the road.

Her questions were fair ones and ones that needed to be addressed. “I don’t want you to tell your father alone, I will be there with you. But I’ll tell Adrian, he may be stern and uptight and… rather sadistic, but I think understand. And… I think we should wait until after the party. It would be rude for you not to attend just… don’t go looking for another boyfriend okay?” He said half-jokingly as he pressed a kiss against the back of her hand.

The arrival at the manor seemed to be more of a fan-fair welcome. The whole staff lined the driveway welcoming back the young mistress and James jumped instantly back into professional mode. Parking in front of the entrance to the house, he climbed out and went to the passenger’s side and opened the door, offering her a hand to help; his ‘butler’ appearance back in full swing.

Once she was inside the house, led by a talkative Annie who was too excited to see Freya again, he parked the car and carried in her bag before venturing to Adrian’s office to discuss his progress.

Although she did enjoy seeing James relaxed and in more casual wear, he sure did wear his tux well. Deciding not to comment on James' red face she simply giggled. They only had to make it through the week. That seemed easy enough, at least when spoken aloud anyway. Glad to hear that she wouldn't be facing her father alone to break the news she relaxed a little. Even if she was teasing about him facing Adrian alone, he seemed to really take what she said seriously. Before she could let him know she would be with him to break the news to Adrian as well, he was already poking fun at her in regards to the party. Giggling as he kissed the back of her hand she shrugged. "Oh, I dunno James. I will try to hold back, just for you." She teased right back.

It seemed that would be their last joke and giggle for the time being, at least as friends. As soon as they pulled up to the large metal gates and they opened, James' hand was already off of hers and locked onto the steering wheel. She could've sworn she saw him visibly stiffen. Seeing everyone, she waved to them as they drove down. Oh it had felt like forever since she had seen her home. The door opened and she saw the gloved hand of James extended towards her, and she took it, thanking him as she turned to see Annie standing at the door, waving. "Annie!" Freya ran up towards her friend and embraced her tightly. "I learned how to make pizza dough!" Freya grinned. "Before you ask, it was pretty awesome. Oh right, don't think I didn't notice. You've been to work on the outside of the manor for the party, haven't you? The new paint color on the windows looks really nice!"

Thinking a moment, Freya walked upstairs to a room full of dresses and looked to Annie. "Hmm, I wonder if we should go dress shopping or just use of the ones over here...Perhaps I could use your master seamstress skills to pull two dresses together?" She teased with a giggle. That would be asking way too much of Annie. Perhaps another time. "Oh, Annie. Are you going to be dressed up too? Any word on any of the guests my dad has picked out for the party? I know I'll have to mingle and all that...but...you're usually really good at getting intel." Freya swallowed hard. Even if none of these young heirs were going to be for her as far as relationship partners went, she still would have to make good impressions on their heirs if they were going to continue to do business with her family.

No pressure.

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"Everyone has RSVP'd Adrian?" The master of the house was speaking to Adrian, clearing up some last minute detailing. "Tomorrow afternoon then. I know I don't have to tell you...but make sure everyone is up to speed. Oh, yes. I've decided to have the staff wear white with black ties this time instead of the usual black with white ties. I feel like this party is important and we should treat it with elegance." Hearing the door open, his eyes landed on James who had knocked before entering. "Well, well. James has returned! Full of new knowledge no doubt?" He chuckled heartily, giving James quite the pat on the back. "Now James." He smiled down towards the young man.

"I trust you've taken good care of my Freya while away at school? Not tonight, but sometime after the party I would love to try some of your new dishes you've learned. Adrian here can get you up to speed on everything. I must go make a few last minute phone calls. I'll see you both bright and early. Good Evening." Mister Von Ryker gave the two a small nod before excusing himself to his quarters for the night. Tomorrow had to go as smoothly as possible. Before they opened the gates he would need to give a small pep talk to the team about how important it was that everything ran as well as it could. While he knew Adrian to be incredibly capable of leading the staff, it would ease his own nerves to talk to his staff personally. Not to mention Freya and how she carried herself tomorrow would be defining in her standing when she took over. Being the ball of nerves she was, it might be asking a bit of her to maintain a calm and collected demeanor around such influential people.

“That’s awesome!!” Annie said jumping up and down with excitement as the two ventured into the house to find her father. “I’m glad you’re having so much fun! And yes we’ve been putting in extra work. You should take a stroll in the garden after the party, everyone’s been working really hard on it and I think it looks amazing.” Leading the way the two bounced through the out before heading to the dressing room where an assortment of gowns awaited her.

Annie began to flick through the dresses, some got a small nod while others a look of disgust. Every now and then she would pull one out and hold it up near Freya before throwing it behind her in dislike. “Oh the young men?” Annie questioned.

“Well, there’s Anderson Doal from the Porcelain Doll company. Eugene Fitzberg from the Fitzberg Brewing Company. Charles Addler from the Addler Steal and Manufacturing company. Young Doctor Nicolas Roman the third, a surgeon and next in line to inherit the hospital in town…” Her gaze shot her friend as she gave her a playful wink. “He’s mine though.” She said jokingly before continuing. “Richard Albert Xavior the 8th, next to run the Xavior Cultural Museum. Norrick Benedict, heir to the Wonderland Amusement Park franchise. And Alex Durnham, he’s the son of that guy who owns your father’s favorite football team.” Little did Annie know, that same Alex was the one who made Freya uncomfortable earlier in her school time was the same one coming to the party.

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James entered the study to be greeted by the master. The exchange between the master and him was short and sweet he nodded with a small smile and bowed as his master left. His attention then turned to Adrian who gestured for him to follow and the two began talk about what had happened at both locations during the time that James was away.

The night soon came to an end and in a desire to see Freya again he knocked lightly on her door, a cup of hot coco in his hand.

"The garden? I'll have to give it a look!" Freya smiled. Sitting back as Annie began sorting through dresses suited for the events and others not-so-suited for such an occasion, she listened as her friend began to write off the different names of who would be there. She nodded, noting their names. Giggling as Annie called dibs, she smiled. "That's fine. I think I've got my eye on another attendee anyway." She joked, and felt herself tense hearing the last name she had read off to her. Alex...Durnham? Oh, that was going to be...a bit problematic. It didn't take them long to settle on a cute cocktail dress and heels with matching accessories for her event tomorrow. "Thank you Annie, I can't wait to see you at the party." The girls departed and Freya wasted no time to returning to her room for the evening. Undressing, she showered and put on a comfy pair of pajamas.

She let herself get lost in thought about Alex and how he would end up behaving at the party. Hearing someone knock on her door, she looked up, and wiped at her eyes. Moving to open the door, she looked surprised to see James standing there, with hot chocolate of all things! Holding back the urge to embrace him as soon as she saw him, she invited him in and looked at the clock. Taking the hot chocolate, she took a sip. "Thank you, James. I...have some news about the attendees." Pausing to take another drink of the warm chocolate, she began to pace.

"James...Alex is going to be at the party." Her brows furrowed and she took another sip. "He's going to be there, James!" She whispered. "What are we going to do? I-I mean..I know what I have to do. But you saw him! He's going to totally be....Alex." That was the nicest she could describe him. "I'm going to have to be nice to him tomorrow..." Freya paused her pacing to run a hand through her long brown hair.

"I wasn't expecting this. I should've known. I should've been paying attention during Daddy's lectures on the heirs a little more. Did you know, James? That Alex was an heir to one of the companies my father deals with?"

James gave her gentle closed lips smile to Freya as she opened the door and he gently stepped inside and shut the door behind him. A smile moved across his face showing his straight white teeth as he watched her gently drink the coco he had brought her.

The conversation he had with Adrian related to both James’s work with college and how Freya was doing. James proudly reported that his studies had not interfered with his job and the information he shared seemed like it was useful for both James’s personal and professional life. It wasn’t long before the conversation moved to the party and much to James’s displeasure, not only was Freya going to attend but he was going to have to work the event as well. Depending on how to view this idea, it’s either a good thing… or a bad thing…

However, the information of who was going to be at the part was not something he was enlightened about until Freya told him and he stopped walking into the room for a moment. His face crunched together in thought, “No Freya, I had no idea.” He said shaking his head as he ran a large hand through his dark blue hair. His gaze moved from her to her cup, walking to her he gently took the cup from her hand as it was nearly empty and placed it on a nearby dresser.

Taking her by her hand he guided her to her bed and pulled her gently onto his lap as he sat down. One arm wrapped around her waist while the other hand gently rested against her head softly stroking her delicate head. “Don’t worry Freya, I will be there. I will protect you. You just… play the part and don’t fall for anyone else but me.” He said playfully as he gave her temple a gentle kiss. “Do you want me to tell about the situation? He and Annie would make good allies for keeping Alex away.”

Freya watched James' face as he answered her. He wasn't lying, and he looked as worried as she did. Opening her mouth to protest when he had taken her cup from her hands, she blinked once she was on his lap. Her cheeks flushed as he held her, and laid her head against his shoulder. Why did they have to be at the manor? If she could request him to stay and hold her all evening she would have. When he teased her, she simply giggled. "I don't know, I might have to play the part really well, James. Remember it's all about keeping the other partners happy. So, I might have to entertain a few ideas." She leaned up and kissed his cheek. "But that's all they are, James - ideas." Thinking a moment about informing Annie and Adrian, she nodded. "Please. I'm sure you'll know how to word it to them." The event was tomorrow, and she really needed to relax.

Moving to grab his hand, she gently removed his glove and kissed the palm of his hand. Looking up towards him she smiled. "I know I can't ask you to stay with me for the evening, but...at least until I fall asleep?" She requested, snuggling up a little closer to him. James always made her feel relaxed, whether he was just nearby or actively close. Closing her eyes, she sighed in content. James always smelled so nice. The signature combo to put Freya to sleep was kicking in and she gave a yawn, fast asleep against James in no time.

When morning arrived, the cooks were setting up meals to be ready by the time guests arrived. Freya opened the door when a knock came on it, happy to see Annie standing there, ready with her dress. "Ack, I'm so nervous! I hope I do alright..." She got changed, hearing the zip and having Annie secure it to make sure it wasn't going anywhere. Sitting down in front of the mirror, she glanced to her friend, and then to her hair. "Make-up? Should we even do any? What about my hair? Should we leave it down or...up? Halfway? Ah, Annie help!" Freya was already having her nerves eat her her, messing about on the details. Grabbing a mystery sucker, she put it in her mouth, glad for the clear nature of it so it wouldn't stain her tongue. James must've swapped her usual batch out. Good thinking. "Oh, did James fill you and Adrian in on the situation regarding one of the guests?"

“I will inform them of the situation.” James said in a soft tone reassuring her as he gently rubbed her back. It was hard to be at the manor with her. He felt so… so limited. And yet they were stuck here for a week. For now, all he could do was hold her close and be there for her when they were alone. When she removed his glove and kissed his palm he felt his cheeks flush red. The little reminder that she would rather him be himself than a butler as she removed his glove met a lot to him and his heart pounded in his chest as a response.

A smile moved across his face as he took his hand from her and gently ran it along her head before cupping her cheek. “As you wish.” As soon as she fell asleep in his arms he scooped her up and carried her to her bed, taking everything easy, he tucked her in as to not disturb her before removing her glasses and leaning down. After placing a gentle kiss on her forehead he whispered, “I love you” before leaving the room.

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“So that’s the situation huh?” Adrian repeated as he crossed his arms. The discussion between himself, James, Annie and Jasmine happened early in the morning as James informed them of the situation at hand.

“I can’t stand for that.” Annie exclaimed angrily, her tiny hands balled into fists. “How dare he handle her like that!”

“Calm down Annie, it’s not like she was hurt.” Adrian said as James placed a hand on his sister’s shoulder to claim her down. “We will deal with him at the party and,” An evil smile moved across Adrian’s fine lips as he looked at the other three, “I see no reason why she would have to interact with him when she is too busy talking with others.” A nod carried through the group as they knew what they needed to do.

Annie was at her door with a bright smile and an even brighter laugh at her nervousness. “You wouldn’t be our Freya if you weren’t nervous.” She said with a nod as she bounced her way in and presented the gown that was chosen the night before. Once Freya was situated in the dress, Annie sat her down in a chair and threw a sheet over her so she could do her makeup and not have to worry about anything falling onto the dress.

Opening a small case she had brought in with her, she pulled out a few brushes and set work on Freya’s face. “Oh yes we are well informed and will handle the situation. You just have a good time. James has been in the kitchen all morning helping prepare the food to show off some of his skills. So if you feel nervous just take something from one of the passing trays and think of James as you eat it.” She pulled back from doing Freya’s face and smirked down at her friend, “As if he’s not on your mind already.” It didn’t take long before Annie had finished her makeup, a light shade of sapphire eye shadow, a soft pink lipstick with gloss and some blue to highlight her cheeks. Freya didn’t look ‘different ‘ but everything seemed to pop more. “As for hair, we should probably do it up so you don’t overheat with nerves.” With that she began her work.

It didn’t take very long before Annie finished and excused herself from the room informing her that her escort would arrive shortly. Then, there was a knock on the door.

James stood on the other side, a long thin box in his gloved hands as he waited for her to open the door.

Freya seemed to relax just a little when she heard James was working his magic in the kitchen. There would be no doubt that she would be more than happy to eat anything that James had prepared. Sticking her tongue out toward Annie as she teased her, she smiled. As the girls chatted, Annie managed to work her nerves down and she waved towards her so she could attend her other duties. Glad that they had been brought up to speed on everything. Once the door closed, she was left with her thoughts for only a few moments before a light knock came on her door. Discarding the lollipop, she stood and after giving herself another look over, she took a deep breath, and moved toward the door, pulling it open, her face brightening to see James standing there.

"James! I'm so glad to see you. Annie said everyone is up to speed on the situation, so that helps me relax a bit." She pointed to the box in his hands. "Is that for me?" She asked, eyes twinkling with curiosity. What could possibly be inside? "You can come in," Freya moved aside and closed the door, sitting back down in the chair she was just sitting in. "Everything is going smoothly outside of guest arrival, yes? I know I don't have to ask, since you, Annie, Adrian and Jasmine always perform well above anything we could ever hope for, but...still." She gave a small laugh.

The door opened to reveal Freya standing on the other side. James’ breath caught in his chest as he stared at her. She looked beautiful and… and… he had to share her with other guys. Even if it was just for a short time and it was all an act he… he still had to share her.

It took a moment before he realized she was talking to him and he nodded, swallowing hard as he stepped into her room and she shut the door behind them. “Yes…” He said softly as he watched her sit down. “The guests have begun to arrive and everyone’s relaxing and enjoying food. Do not fear we will handle Alex.” Walking behind her he gentle removed the top of the box and removed it context.

The necklace was a beautiful gold necklace that laid in his hands as he draped it gently over her neck and clasped it on the back. “This was my mother’s. She used to play with the hanging gem whenever she was nervous. I thought it might bring you luck and help you calm down if you had something that…” His voice dropped softly into a whisper as he leaned down, wrapping his arms gently around her shoulders, “reminded you of me.” His large hand moved gently to her face and turned her head to look at him.

After staring into her eyes for a moment he leaned forward and kissed her. His kiss was a powerful and captivating one as he dumped all of passion and feelings for her into the kiss. Large hand sliding along her face and to the back of her head cradling it as he leaned in a bit closer pressing more passion into their lip-lock of affection.

Slowly he pulled back, his blue eyes fluttering open to stare at her with a soft and loving look. “Be good tonight, play the role you’re asked to bare and leave your window unlocked. I will make sure you’re rewarded.” He said softly before standing upright and offering her his arm. “Come on. The sooner we go the sooner you get your reward.”

"Oh, good!" Freya smiled happy to hear that all was going well so far and that they would keep Alex at bay. Feeling the cool metal on her warm skin, she looked into the mirror and her eyes settled onto the necklace, a soft gasp left her lips. Hearing that it was something that belonged to James' mother, she gently touched the gem. "Oh, James...It's beautiful." As he wrapped his arms about her shoulders, she felt her cheeks flush. "It will help, I appreciate that. You didn't have to do that..." She smiled, and felt his hand on her cheek, her brown eyes meeting his blue ones. The air was left empty for only a moment before he leaned in to place his lips onto her own. Smiling into it, she placed a small hand onto his cheek, more than welcoming of the affection. A small moan of pleasure hummed through her as he pulled her in further.

It was over far too soon for Freya, and she pushed some hair behind her ear, looking up at him with flushed cheeks. At his request, her interest was piqued and she smiled, giving a nod. "Sounds like a hot chocolate kind of reward~" She chimed, and happily took James' arm. "And the sooner I can relax." Freya laughed, as they exited the room and headed down the stairs. Coming to the door, they stopped as someone made an announcement for her arrival. On cue, the door pulled open, revealing the pair and guests clapped, welcoming her into the party. Thanking James for escorting her down, she moved through the crowd, making sure to talk to just about everyone.

Seeing the potential heirs, it was no wonder her father would have wanted her to be set up with one of them. They all had their own charms, certainly. None of them quite possessed the spark that James had, but she wasn't blind to their advances. Approaching Anderson, she smiled towards the brunette with pulled back hair and kind soft eyes. "Greetings, Lady Freya." He gave a slight bow towards her. "I take it that you still wish to do business with our Porcelain Doll Company?"

"Of course, Sir Anderson. I think to commemorate the new generation taking hold, perhaps we could get together and design a unique collection? I'm sure your consumers would quite enjoy the special run. It isn't too often that heirs come to take hold of their parents companies." This seemed to gain a positive reaction from the young man, however their time was cut pretty short as a redhead freckled gentleman dressed in a semi-suit with coattails approached, beaming.

"Now, now Miss Freya! You can't ignore the rest of us! No use talking to Sir Doal for too long. Life is supposed to be fun, and nowhere is the most fun had than at Wonderland! I take that you agree, yes?"

"Ah, Sir--"

"Please, Miss Freya! Call me Norrick. We're much too young to start formalities, now! Besides, if this is to be a wonderful partnership, I would rather it be on casual light terms versus the very stuffy nature of most businesses. Of course, continued partnership will allow you unlimited access to our park locations and we always appreciate new insight on ride designs, and how to maximize guest experience!" He beamed.

"R-Right! Norrick. That sounds absolutely wonderful. I'd be more than happy to continue to be partnered if you'll have me." Norrick had spotted a maid coming out with another food tray and gasped.

"Such rude manners. If you'll excuse me, Miss Freya. I believe those deviled eggs are calling me!" He grinned, skipping off. Gripping at the small gem, she fiddled it between her fingers. So far so good, she was just..anxious to see Alex here. Finding Annie, she made her way over, and picked up a finger sandwich, sighing softly.

"So far so good...Any status on Alex? I don't see him anywhere." He eyes scanned the area, catching sight of James, and offering a small smile towards him, not wanting to draw too much attention his way.

Her statement about hot chocolate made him chuckle. “That’s fro when you return. I’m referring to the night time.” James stated softly as he opened the door to her room. “But you’ll just have to find out later.” With that he lead her out into the party.

The party was already going with the people who were intermingling with each other. You’d be surprised at how many people showed up along with the young man’s parents as well. James left her to the amount of people as he was not her designated escort for the evening. And from there his duties for the party began.

First step was in the kitchen, inside the kitchen he visited each of the staff members and served the cooking of each of the products. Before long he had removed his jacket, rolled up his sleeves and began prep work on some food. It wasn’t long before Adrian made his way into the kitchen and began looking over the food selection seeming to nod in satisfaction to the cooks and James alike. The little nod from Adrian told James that everything was going alright outside in the party.

Soon James unrolled his sleeves and went to the main area carrying a tray of drinks. Being mindful that he was at work and she was playing a role he did his best not to be distracted by her presence. She was drawing a lot of attention and it should come as no surprise since she looked so beautiful and this was a party for her. A small sigh left him as he focused on his task. After making his rounds and nearly emptying his tray he spotted Alex. Stepping between Alex and Freya, “Drink?” Though surprised by the sudden offer, the young man took the drink and was interrupted by someone else.

Annie had been stepping in between Alex and Freya many times throughout the night as she was working on the floor picking up after people and offering drinks. Annie was in charge of the floor making sure everyone was functioning smoothly and Adrian coordinated with her so that she never had to leave the room.

Soon Annie had a tray of small sandwiches on her palm and Freya arrived to her. A smile moved across her face as she saw her friend. “Alex has been consistently distracted for the main portion of the night and the good thing is the party is almost over.” She said with a nod giving her friend a pat on the back. “You did a good job. Not sure what triggered you to be on top of it today; it’s almost like you have something to look forward to.” She said teasingly

The night finally came to an end and everyone closed up the night with leaving Freya only to say good bye to the guests and was the only time the staff could not protect her from it. However they were smart enough to put him at the beginning of the line forcing him to hurry on his way so everyone else could say their good byes. Afterwards Annie escorted her back to her room and presented her with a cup of hot chocolate saying James made it before he had to help finish up; then helped her find out of her dress before leaving for the night.

The evening crawled into the sky and it was roughly around 11:30pm when everyone had left and most of the staff had retired for the night. Then… then there was James. James moved through the garden quickly and smoothly avoiding any light and doing his best not to get caught. Stopping against the wall of the house he let out a deep breath and looked upwards. “Alright…” he said softly to himself as began to climb. Soon he was up on the second story and pulling himself on to her balcony.

Reaching forward he gently tapped on her balcony door. Did she fall sleep already?

Thankfully the rest of the evening had gone well. Not that Freya thought the staff wouldn't shine brilliantly in their duties, but as Annie had already said, she wouldn't quite be herself if she didn't worry even just a little. Meeting with the other heirs went rather smoothly, and even the very small conversation she had with Alex was over before she knew it. Finally the evening winded down, and it was time to say their farewells. Each gentleman taking Freya's hand and laying a kiss upon the back of it, and she giving a small kiss to their cheek respectively. Watching the last car disappear behind the large gates, she finally breathed a small sigh of relief. That...was much more painless than she expected. Turning to the staff, she gave them a brilliant smile. "Thank you, everyone. This evening went smoother than I could have hoped thanks to everyone's hard work and dedication. Please, take the rest of the evening to enjoy yourselves and get a good night's rest." Watching everyone start to take things away, Freya tried to help at least take in some of the food trays, but was quickly scolded by Annie who found her out, and escorted her upstairs and away from the event floor. "Annie, please. I can't even help put away the food trays?" She softly whined as the door shut behind them and she felt Annie's small fingers swiftly unclasping the dress and after changing into her pajamas, she took the warm cup from Annie and gently stuck her tongue out towards her, promising to stay put and to not go help clean up.

Getting her makeup washed off she sat down on the bed, with a small reading light on as she drank her hot chocolate and hummed softly. Her eyes were reading a small romance novel. James said he would have a reward for her for making it through the evening. She had gotten a few chapters under her belt when she had finished the cup and looked up, seeing how late into the evening it was. James was still busy? Had he forgotten...? The thought made her frown a little. Perhaps she should retire for the evening? What was he going to do, show up like some prince in a fairy-tale in the nick of time?

At that moment, she heard two gentle taps on her door, but the the one that led to the rest of the house. No, no. This was coming from outside. Looking a little surprised, she made her way over towards it, pulling back the curtains to peek out, surprised to catch James smiling towards her. What was he doing on the balcony?! Opening the door, she reached a hand out, dropping her voice to a whisper. "What are you doing out there!? How did you--?" She looked over, catching a small glimpse of the vines on the nearby wall from the moonlight outside. "Are you crazy? What if you fell?" Freya's brows creased. Why didn't he just come through the door like normal? Not that...she minded him showing up...exactly like some prince in a fairy tale. The thought brought a little color to her cheeks, and she cleared her throat. "A-Anyway...You...mentioned I get a reward for making it through the evening. Sooo? What is it?" Her eyes sparkled with curiosity. James could be rather secretive, and she was eager for him to spill the beans on what her prize was.

The idea of getting caught wasn’t exactly the most exciting thing that could happen at this moment. If he did get caught would either be let off the hook or… or he’d end up getting into a large amount of trouble as possibility of being a ‘peeping tom’ on his master’s daughter. Neither of the situations were something he wanted to deal with, in fact he would much rather get inside as soon as possible as to not risk getting caught.

When she finally opened the curtain, he gave her a bright smile. Taking her hand, she followed her inside and shut the door behind him, quickly closing the curtains. “I didn’t fall though.” He said playfully as he turned back to her. “What fun would life be without a bit of adventure?” As he ventured slowly into the room, he began to remove his gloves in a sleek and elegant manner. Her question made him smirk as he pulled off the final finger of her his last glove and slid it into the pockets of his jacket.

Her question of what her reward would be made him chuckle. In fact he found it very amusing that she seemed so desperate to find out what it was. In fact her sparkling eyes were all the more enticing as he slowly closed the gap between them untying his bow tie and tugging the thing off of his neck before sticking it into his pocket. Then he proceeded to unbutton his jacket before it fell onto the floor than his hands traveled up, beginning to unbutton his dress shirt one button at a time. “Your reward for making it through this evening is… me.” Dropping his shirt to the ground he arrived to her and gently cupped the back of her head in one of his large hands before leaning down and whispering to her. “The only two conditions is that I cannot leave this room tonight and I have to leave this room through the window tomorrow morning. Outside of that…” A smirk moved across his lips as he leaned down and whispered in her ear. “I’m all yours as your boyfriend. Not your butler.”

James was relentless as always with his teasing towards her with that know-it-all smile of his. She felt like he was taking his time removing his butler jacket and gloves as he simply shrugged off the incredibly dangerous thing he just did. It wasn't like James to simply toss his attire aside with little to no care about where it was going, and she opened her mouth to protest, before she found her eyes watching him as he removed his shirt as well. Feeling her cheeks grow hot, her eyes widened. W-Was he...serious? As he leaned down and gazed into her eyes, she felt her heart race. Nodding slowly, she couldn't stop her mind from running through all different scenarios, some more embarrassing than she would care to admit.

Freya shivered lightly as his breath danced on her ear. Looking up at him, she could almost pinch herself. A shy smile graced her lips and she gently took James' free hand. "I can't think of anything better." She whispered, leaning up to meet his lips and laced their fingers. She would definitely go through parties every evening if it meant that she got to spend the evening enjoying the company of her boyfriend. James had been standing all evening, so Freya pulled back and gently led him over to the bed. Once he removed his shoes she pulled him onto the plush sheets. Tugging the warm blanket up, she had him lie on his side and moved her arm to gently cup his cheek, claiming his lips again. It sent flutters through her entire body. She was going to take full advantage that she had James to herself for the evening. Full advantage to catch up on missed kisses and sweet words of affection towards the young man who had been so wonderful towards her in all aspects.

After some time, she yawned and settled in, letting her delicate fingers weave through Jame's soft dark blue strands. "In case...you're gone before I wake..." The sleepy young woman let her leg gently link with one of James' as she nuzzled into his bare chest, more than content with the radiating warmth of his skin. "..You're the best boyfriend." She breathed out, letting herself be lulled to sleep.

In the morning, James was already gone as to be expected. She gently laid her hand on the empty space beside her and gave a soft sigh. She had mixed emotions about him not being next to her in the morning. He did had a job to do, and that had to take priority over her own personal feelings for the time being. Taking a few moments to pull a nearby pillow to her chest and relish in James' scent for a moment longer, she decided she did have to actually get ready for the day. Washing away yesterday, she emerged from the bathroom and looked through her closet. Settling on something comfortable and cute, Freya sat in front of her mirror, gently brushing out her hair and pulled it into a simple braid that she tied a cream ribbon on the end, and headed downstairs. Yawning, she still was trying to fully wake up. Whatever was cooking smelled amazing. It didn't take the young woman long to arrive at the dining table where her father sat, greeting her with a warm smile. Happy to see her father's face, she gave him a small hug and couldn't help feeling a bit guilty about simply taking a seat nearby as she had still not told her father about how the nature of her relationship with James had changed.

"So, Freya. I trust you had a good time with the party last night?"

"Oh, yes. I wouldn't nearly have been as calm without everyone's help. I'm looking quite forward to getting to work with the future heirs and keeping these relationships as strong as I can." She smiled softly. A bit of small talk went between them, and her father brought up that she would need to start keeping records and having a sharp eye for her future business partners.

"If you have questions about anything, I'm more than happy to answer them. However, in the event that I cannot Adrian should be more than able to give you advice as well. James should also have some expertise there. We are all here to help you grow into the successful young woman you're going to be. Seeking help is almost as important as collecting knowledge." Hearing the sound of footsteps approaching, the two decided to end their conversation. After all, breakfast was still a time for everyone to come to their senses and heavy talk like that wouldn't end up sitting correctly with either of them later.

Cuddling with her all night felt like a dream. Normally they were fully clothed and holding each other through the night. Except this time around he was able to feel her head rest against his skin, her soft hair running against his skin and her small body cuddled up to him. Sighing softly he leaned down and kissed her until their hearts content; holding her together he whispered softly in her ear. “And you’re the best girlfriend.”

James held her through the night sleeping peacefully next to her for the first night in a long time. Even when he had to wake up early and force himself to leave the bed behind, he climbed back out her window after having one final longing look at her. What he would give to stay in that bed holding her… Sighing softly, he climbed back out her window and hurried through the courtyard back to his room on the ground floor in the worker’s quarters.

After making a quick change, the young man hurried to his duties to prepare breakfast for the master and the mistress. There were conversations about how the night went, how well Freya did and how much the visitors enjoyed the hospitality they provided. James rolled up his sleeves and began creating the breakfast layout for the small family that waited patiently in the dining room.

It should come as no surprise that the midnight blue haired young man came into the dining room wheeling in the cart with trays. “Thank you for allowing me to show you what I have learned thus far.” He said with a grateful bow before placing each tray down in front of them and lifting the lids in unison to show the plate beneath the covers. “An Italian breakfast features pancetta, Italian sausage, roasted mushroom and tomatoes with poached eggs and sourdough toast. The full veggie version is very filling with poached eggs, homemade beans, spinach, mushrooms, tomatoes plus sourdough toast.” He placed the lids back on the traveling tray and stepped back against the wall after pouring the master of the house a cup of coffee and Freya a glass of fresh orange juice.

Hearing the door open from the kitchen, Freya looked up and was greeted with the beautiful breakfast options that James had prepared for them. "This looks amazing, James." She smiled, picking up some of the spinach from the vegetarian option. Once she finished, she excused herself, and found James in the kitchen, and gently tapped his shoulder. Aware that they weren't exactly alone, she gave a small smile. "James, would you mind accompanying me for scheduling meeting with the heirs from last evening?" Her time spent at home during the break couldn't be all pleasure. She still had a whole world waiting for her once she was out of school. Leading him towards the study, she closed the door behind her and sat down at the table. While she did plan to talk about the heirs and get James involved in what was happening, there was still the matter of...their personal affairs.

"So, I'm still unaware of the schedules of the heirs, I know I will want to meet with at least the Porcelain Doll Company to start talking about the limited edition sets, and paying a visit to Wonderland Amusement. You know...for strictly business." Freya smiled. "Also," She glanced over towards him. "There's still the matter of Adrian and Daddy. Have you informed Adrian?" She wasn't sure if he actually had, with the party going on last night and him spending the evening with her, if he would have even had time yet.

James left the two to chat and disappeared back into the kitchen to help clean up from his creation. A smile stayed on his face as he thought about the fact that she had flattered his culinary skills. Taking in a deep breathe he continued to work until the fingers of someone tapped on his shoulder. His body turned to see Freya had found her way into the kitchen. He gave her a polite professional nod followed by a gentle bow. “Of course.”

Following her lead, he left the kitchen and followed her into the study. A gentle smile moved across his face as he shook his head. “Strictly for business, I’m sure.” He responded in a playful manner knowing full well that he would be accompanying her to the visits of the heirs but luckily he felt like he wouldn’t have to worry about her falling for them, especially if he was there. “I will get the schedule for you but first.” Gently cupping her face in his hand, he leaned down and dropped a tender kiss onto her lips. “There, much better.”

Standing upright he gave her a small innocent shrug. “No I haven’t. I figured it would be best if we told him, and your father, together. The last thing I want Adrian to think is…”

“What would you want me to think?” A voice echoed through the room as the door opened, revealing Adrian wheeling in a tea set on a cart. Now Adrian stood about a head taller than James with a bigger build compared to his younger butler and seemed a lot more intimating; simply because he never took crap from anyone. Stopping at the table, he picked the tea pot and began to pour the tea into one of the two cups on the tray.

James felt his nervousness crawl through his body as he realized now would be a good time considering his boss would press (in his own scary manner) an explanation from him. “Um yes… yes, yes well, I…” His navy gaze turned to Freya, a gentle smile across his face as he reached out and took her hand. “We, have something to tell you…”

A sigh left Adrian as he shook his head and poured the second cup. “I know you two are seeing each other.”

James’s breath caught in his throat and his grip tightened slightly on her hand

Adrian’s stern eyes turned up to them as he finished pouring the second cup and placed down the pot. “I’ve never seen you smile so much James than when you are around the Miss. And Miss, you surely need to work on not staring at James as often as you do. But,” He picked the cups and carried them to the two and placed the cup down in front of Freya, then in front of James encouraging him to sit. “I don’t care.” He said simply as he poured a third cup and took the seat to Freya’s left. “As long as you two are happy I do not care. And no.” His statement turned directly to James, “You are not fired.”

Finally able to breathe, James let go of Freya’s hand and went to the desk pulling out an tablet with the detailed schedule of who she was supposed to meet, when and where.

“I think coming up with an idea of how to handle the heirs would be best.” Adrian said, turning his attention to Freya, “May I help?”

James' gentle actions took Freya by surprise, and when he pulled back, her cheeks were flushed. Instinctively tucking some hair behind her ear and giving a small smile. His statement was correct, perhaps it would be better to tell them at the same time. They might save some time and be able to answer whatever questions might come from telling them...Was that Adrian? She felt herself stiffen, even if she was the next-in-line to take the manor, Adrian was one scary man! Swallowing, she watched as the serious male simply moved about his routine as if nothing had changed, pouring tea and silently inviting them to sit.

Hearing James start to fumble through his words, she gently squeezed his hand. "What...What James means to tell you, Adrian. We were going to tell you and Daddy. Honest, it's just with school and the party we just didn't have time so we just wanted to let you know that we--" Freya stopped, and let out a small gasp. "You..You do?" What was she kidding, of course he knew! It was true what they said - Nothing gets past Adrian. Seeing the rather parental stare he was giving them, Freya shrank back a little. Was she going to have to try to defend her position that she had taken with this? However, what they got instead was...was that Adrian's form of teasing? It was...odd. Her cheeks flushed. Did she really stare that much?! She had thought she was being rather secretive watching James as he went about his duties.

Slowly taking a seat, she was relieved to hear that Adrian wasn't mad. The air seemed to return to normal as James pulled the schedule out and hearing Adrian wanted to also give his advice, she smiled brightly towards him. "Me? Turn away your help Adrian? Of course not. I'd welcome your perspective almost anytime." Gently passing the tablet over towards Adrian, she took a small sip of the tea, letting the warmth pass through before speaking. "I know it's already obvious from how the party went, but Wonderland Amusement and The Porcelain Doll Company will be incredibly easy to work with. I haven't ever collaborated in doll making, so I'm not sure how to approach it. This is a pretty big deal - do we want to do something completely different than their current style to mark the start of a new era of dolls?"

Thinking of Wonderland, she laughed lightly. "I don't think we need to plan for Wonderland. I'm sure that I could come there today and we would be readily welcomed. I do have to say I'm not sure how to approach Charles. Steel and Manufacturing isn't something I'm familiar with. There's also the issue with Alex Durnham. I don't exactly care for that sport, but his father does contribute greatly towards our assets, but helps with the university and keeping it a pleasant place for everyone to learn. I would rather not meet with him at all, but I know that would probably be an impossible request. I'm drawing some blanks on how to approach the other heirs...So, perhaps I could use your input for that? I'm also unsure of when we would want to start meeting up with them."

It was different to have the young miss ask for his advice, as he was used to supporting her father but Adrian simply sipped his tea and focused on what she was say. “The steel industry will be difficult for you to grasp as you have no experience in it but if you relate it to something you know about you’ll find common ground. Art for instance; when steel is heated up to a certain temperature you can bend the metal and turn it into a different shape. Start thinking of metal works as a form of art instead of a sheet of steel and you will come to understand their business. Besides, I’m fairly certain he will be more approachable then the rest, he has a boyfriend after all.”

The simple statement left James in a bit of a shocked state as he stared at Adrian, “He’s gay?”

“Oh very much so, you couldn’t tell?” As James shook his head no Adrian let out a disappointed sigh. “If you are going to ever help Miss Freya as a butler you must learn how to read who a person is in less than thirty seconds. Everyone can tell you about their personality in thirty seconds or less.” Shaking his head he continued.

“In relation to Master Durnham Jr. there’s only so much we can do to avoid time with him. However we can control certain aspects.”

James nodded before adding in his own ideas. “Meeting in public would probably be best, or asking for a tour of the business so it forces him to stay business orientated. As a matter of fact, the more you can make it about business the better, and admitting that you don’t know about what they do and you want to know to Master Durnham Sr. will jump at the opportunity to teach someone about their business.”

“Master Durnham Sr. is a business man before a father. If you desire a distraction, ask his father to join him on a factory tour than admit you don’t know much about what they do he will spend hours talking about it… your father made that mistake and we were there until midnight before your father finally cut him off.” A nod rose and fell Adrian’s head before he shot his gaze to James. “When are you going to tell the Master?”

James’s body seemed to sink into the chair as he held his cup close to his mouth with a small mutter of ‘I don’t’ know.’ As his gaze moved to Freya seeking help.