Omisha tried to get her to talk to him but he kept avoiding her. So not knowing what to do she turned to the one person who could tell her about these feelings...Ari.

“You did what?! HAHA I knew it! You liked him!”

“Okay fine I do like him but I shouldn’t because he’s a slave and father would never approve”

Her friend chuckled “Oh sweetie your father doesn't have to know. I’m supposedly married to this noble man and I just did that for money. Wanna know where he’s at now? With my parents on a trip while I can screw with any slave I want” She then pointed at her chest “You are the princess and as smart as you are you should figure ways to have Tarkik for yourself”

“Okay okay I get it, I don’t have to be a goody two shoes...I know he likes me- (I think) because he kissed me back but I wonder why he pulled away”

Her friend threw her hands in the air “just fuck him already”

“No I don’t want to force him Ari, I want him to actually like me”

Her friend slumped “Fine, just- continue to try to talk to him. And when you get the chance you should say how you feel and ask him how he feels about you. Make sure you tell him he won’t be hurt if he says no because a lot of slaves will say yes out of fear, in my experience”

Omisha hugged her “thanks I will try that”

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Omisha saw him sneak into his room and before he could close it she stopped it with her hand.

“Princess!” He said in surprise and stepped back.

“We need to talk” She entered the room and closed the door behind her.

“I-Uh”

“Sit we’re just going to talk” She gestured at his bed.

He sits nervously.

“I wanted to talk about what happened 2 days ago”

He looked away “what about it”

“I kissed you”

He nodded.

“And you kissed me back”

He nodded again.

“Care to tell me why?”

“I-I….” He closed his eyes.

“Look the reason why I kissed you is that....I like you. You’re the only man other than my father that I actually get along with and I was just wondering if...you like me too”

Tarkik looked back at her in surprise.

“Don’t be compelled to say yes, I won’t get mad. We can still be friends”

He sighs and hugs himself “Look, princess, I like you too but I am not worthy for you”

She raised her brow “why not? You’re funny, you’re the only one that does not seem scared of me and pretty sure you’re the purest person I know”

He cringed “I- I’m no good for you princes can’t we just leave it at that?”

She grabbed his hand and made him look at her “well I think I’m no good for you as well but that should not stop us from trying to make this work”

He still looked unsure. “Look I’ll like you no matter what, and if you don’t want to do this then I’m okay with that..I’m willing to wait for you”

She started to leave but Tarkik didn’t let go of her hand.

“You are going to be the end of me” He whispered.

“Okay let’s try this” She turned around with a smile, he stood up and kissed her.

They both passionately kissed and they savoured that moment.

Omisha then pulled away when it got too heated “I don’t want...our relationship? Be composed of just sex”

He nodded “I agree and besides I don’t think I am ready for any of that”

“Why don’t we go for a picnic tomorrow? And hang out more”

He smiled “I’d like that”