Alistair stood at his bedroom window, the sensitive area which hung between his legs, kept covered by some shorts he had thrown before taking a look out of his bedroom window at the city streets below. In hand a glass of freshly squeezed orange juice. His eyes glancing over the already growing crowd even though it was only ten in the morning. But after all his family are a tourist attraction which brought in hundreds of million a year of the country. About to walk away from the window when his eyes caught sight of the scene developing between a blond haired woman and a guard. It was always disappointing to see when this happens as being such a distance and hight above the ground that hearing what was said is not possible.<br/><br/>Not taking his eyes off the exchange as she began to rummage through the duffel bag in search for an item, which was when his attention was drawn away. His friend for the evening having finally awoken as without taking such care of who might see her joining the prince at the window, her hands wrapped around his neck, then pressing her body tightly up against his side, as her lips gently touch up against his cheek. At that moment she was hoping for them to not part ways, but of course, as Alistair was known for 'The party Prince' that was the last thing which would happen. Allowing the woman to have her milky flesh close into his own as his eyes remain fixed on the developing scene as more guards finally arrived at the gate.<br/><br/>"What are our plans today? What will we be doing." Her words a whisper in an attempt to be seductive and memorable hoping to not be escorted out of the palace to never see one another again, which is how the papers saw him. But they were not to wrong.<br/><br/>Not replying straight away as he watched the poor woman below get tackled to the grown than her hands cuffed behind her back, to his amusement, of course, a lightly snigger passed through his lips. Once he saw that finally bringing himself back to the naked woman to his side. "You do know this is a one-night thing right?" Turning his head to look into her eyes "The only way you will stay around now is if we are getting back in bed... if not then I would start dressing." His words soft as he left no remorse as to how she was told to leave. Using his hands to lift off her hands before walking away and finishing off the glass of orange juice, then placing it on his dresser. Leaving the naked woman stood exposed in the window.<br/><br/>"Right." She said sadly as she moved away from the window and begin changing, in her credit she was smart enough to not be a bitch to the prince or her day may have only gotten worse.<br/><br/>Once she was away from the window he went back to see if the blond was being taken away in the police van, but to his shock, she was being brought inside by Amelia. "That must be the guest James said about." Whispering to himself. Finally moving away from the window and changing so he could take the woman out of the palace.<br/><br/>Once she was gone he had begun to walk back to his room when he walked passed Amelia. The pair has never seen eye to eye. "Gotten rid of your latest trump?" Her words sharp as she walked passed. She didn't like how he lived his life partying and sleeping around. As she put it behaviour that brings shame on the crown.<br/><br/>"Yer... but already found my latest one, that blond you brought in off the street. I am sure she will do for a night or two." His cheeky boyish smile crossing his lips as he awaits her reaction.<br/><br/>"Don't you dare touch my sister... She is above you." Her hands turning into fists<br/><br/>"I hope she will be." Quckly turning around so she could not reply as arm lifted and then middle finger speaking above his shoulder.<br/><br/>Alistair knew where the woman would have been taken, or the area where the guest rooms where. His movement swift as he walking in their direction only waiting to meet out of spirit towards his soon to be sister in law.<br/><br/>After a couple of minute search he found her... the blond sitting on a bed. "It's you... the blond from the front gate. Sorry to admit but I could not help but laugh while watching." Once again the cheeky boyish smile crossing his lips as he walking into the room, then lent against the dresser. "So I guess you are Amiela's sister? but I was never told a name... I guess you know me." Shamelessly making himself seem important.<br/><br/><div class="bbCodeSpoiler">
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