Louis stood before the door of the White Bedroom, feeling rather nervous as he fixed his uniform that he hadn't taken off yet. He had excused himself from the dining room, politely of course since he liked living and all, to meet the Countess Victoria. So that they could, naturally, have that 'arrangement' they had spoken earlier in the dining room.<br/><br/>He shifted on his feet, feeling his hormones rush once more when he thought of the stunning and sensuous blonde on the bed. Wearing something very flirty, he bet. Maybe see through and light and easy to take of-<br/><br/><em>Calm down Louis</em>, he said to himself, shaking his head as he tried to get his.<em>How old are you? Fifteen? No. You are not a lusty teenage boy now. You are an adult now. You must act like one, even in a situation like this. No matter how tempting or arousing it maybe.</em><br/><br/>He had a feeling he will not be keeping that promise so well when he meets her face to face. Well, it was now or never as they like to say.<br/><br/>"Countess Victoria?" Louis called out. Rapping his knuckles against the wood door smartly. "May I have your permission to come inside your bedroom?"