After walking out of the newly built university, Prince David finally had some time to rest before a limousine arrived to pick him up.
Thomas walked over to the limousine, opened the door for the prince and looked over. "Please get in, Your Highness. Miss White will be riding in a separate car with me." He looked over at Cynthia with a grim look upon his face.
"I am sure you understand why we must be cautious, Miss White."
She nodded politely and smiled slightly. "I understand." She turned to the prince before pulling out a small checklist. "Your Highness, I would like to hand you your next outfit before we get into separate cars." She smiled and tilted her head slightly.
"Actually, I have a few questions about my next outfit. Why don't you ride with me?" He smiled wide, opening the limousine door as he asked her. Thomas glared at them both. "Absolutely not. The media are crawling all over the area, if they see you with-" He was cut off with a glare from the prince. "Again, Thomas? We are just having a professional meeting in the car. Is there anything wrong with that?" He sternly finished, looking his butler into his eyes. Thomas stepped backwards slightly and looked away, breaking the princes line of sight. "Well... Not professionally but-"
"Exactly. Come on, Cynthia, get in." He interrupted Thomas and turned back to Cynthia, beckoning her to get inside.
"Is it really alright?" She slowly began walking towards the vehicle, trying to ignore Thomas. Ignoring the worried look on Thomas's face, Prince David tugged lightly on her arm.
"I believe I should accompany you as well, Your Highness." Thomas says before the door closes. "There's no need. It wouldn't hurt to have some time to myself in a while." Prince David lightly pushed Thomas away and rolled up the window before anything else could be said.
"Is everything alright with Thomas?" Cynthia asked the prince as he looked out of the window, watching the crowd cheer and trees go past in a slight blur. "Sure, he's always that way." The prince answered, not moving his head from the window where the crowd slowly rolled by.
Prince David looked at the fleeting view of the city outside and sighed gently. They were driving past the trees with their leaves turning softly into beautiful autumn reds and yellows. The sight was beautiful but the look on the prince's face wasn't very cheerful. Cynthia could tell he was tired, she felt worried for his health when he glanced at her.
"It'll be hectic for the rest of the day and tomorrow. Will you be able to hold up till then?"
"Yes, I'll be fine. But I worry about you-" He stopped her mid sentence with a wink and a grin.
"I'm fine, thank you. Work is work after all. Besides, my vacation will be starting tomorrow anyway."
"I understand." She smiled softly, before looking down at her checklist. "So... I understand you wanted to know about your next outfit? Since you will be planting a tree at the ceremony, I prepared something easy to move in..." She started explaining, pulling out the outfit gently from the chest to show him.
But, seeming to have other ideas, he moved closer to her, his face only inches away from hers. His gentle brown eyes gazed into hers, her heart thumping against her chest as if it wanted to escape.
"Why don't you come with me on my vacation?"