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Markus wasn’t the happiest being king. He had been forced to, so he was still very young for a king. But even though, he was as king and open-minded as his parents had been, before their passing. Only really his older brother danced out of line -which was part reason why he hadn’t became king, but left the kingdom with Markus on his own.

He smiled lightly at Oliver, knowing why he was here. He wasn’t sure what to do with him, though. His adviser had suggested he’d take a personal servant on, though he wasn’t sure he liked the idea. But what else to do?

“Good day, sir Oliver.”, Markus greeted the other. He had been informed of him, knew of his family.

“Thank you.”, Oliver told her, gratefully smiling at her while he looked around his room. It looked wonderful, even better than his rooms at home. Smaller, but still more lavishly made. He noticed some of new clothes – some kind of uniform, perhaps – in his wardrobe. “When should I begin working? Whenever the king sends for me?”

Ann hummed in thought for a moment. “I would advise you check up on him later, at the latest once it’s time for dinner. Someone will bring you his schedule soon.”, she answered then, smiling lightly.

“If you need anything, ask any of the servants for help. Clothes, food, where to go. We’re all friendly.”, she told him then. 

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Markus wasn’t the happiest being king. He had been forced to, so he was still very young for a king. But even though, he was as king and open-minded as his parents had been, before their passing. Only really his older brother danced out of line -which was part reason why he hadn’t became king, but left the kingdom with Markus on his own.

He smiled lightly at Oliver, knowing why he was here. He wasn’t sure what to do with him, though. His adviser had suggested he’d take a personal servant on, though he wasn’t sure he liked the idea. But what else to do?

“Good day, sir Oliver.”, Markus greeted the other. He had been informed of him, knew of his family.

Ann told Oliver a few things he should know about Markus, like that he didn’t eat a lot and he needed to make sure he went to get meals somewhat on time. He had used to love books and reading, but it’s not the best idea to mention it, since his sight was as good as gone since an incident a few years ago. He did love going to the garden though, so that was where Oliver should look for him if he vanished but hadn’t left.

Markus was very kind, but he was still learning, so his schedule was usually pretty busy. From sitting with nobles, priests and adviser to talk about the kingdom, to having to study all about ruling and alike. There wasn’t much time for the young king to relax or do other things, so Oliver should keep an eye on his health and that he doesn’t get too stressed from it all.

It was concerning that the new king appeared to care so little for his own health. That made his position more vital than it perhaps would have been if he had been serving Markus’s parents. They had left large places to fill – he could imagine that it was difficult for the young king to adjust from being a second son to the most important man in the kingdom.

“Where will I be staying?”, he asked. He wasn’t expecting to be housed too far away or too close to the king. Oliver didn’t know where in the castle he was staying, but someone had been informed and had brought up what he needed.

Ann lead Oliver to his room. Of all of the servants rooms, his was the closest to the king’s quarters, so he could go there quickly. She had shown him the quickest and easiest ways to go everywhere, especially Markus’ room. He’d be getting some clothes, like vests and shirts, decorated with the golden patterns most all of the servants had. It wasn’t necessary Oliver wore them, though if he wanted to have more new clothes, he could have them as well. 

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Markus wasn’t the happiest being king. He had been forced to, so he was still very young for a king. But even though, he was as king and open-minded as his parents had been, before their passing. Only really his older brother danced out of line -which was part reason why he hadn’t became king, but left the kingdom with Markus on his own.

He smiled lightly at Oliver, knowing why he was here. He wasn’t sure what to do with him, though. His adviser had suggested he’d take a personal servant on, though he wasn’t sure he liked the idea. But what else to do?

“Good day, sir Oliver.”, Markus greeted the other. He had been informed of him, knew of his family.

Ann told Oliver a few things he should know about Markus, like that he didn’t eat a lot and he needed to make sure he went to get meals somewhat on time. He had used to love books and reading, but it’s not the best idea to mention it, since his sight was as good as gone since an incident a few years ago. He did love going to the garden though, so that was where Oliver should look for him if he vanished but hadn’t left.

Markus was very kind, but he was still learning, so his schedule was usually pretty busy. From sitting with nobles, priests and adviser to talk about the kingdom, to having to study all about ruling and alike. There wasn’t much time for the young king to relax or do other things, so Oliver should keep an eye on his health and that he doesn’t get too stressed from it all.

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Markus wasn’t the happiest being king. He had been forced to, so he was still very young for a king. But even though, he was as king and open-minded as his parents had been, before their passing. Only really his older brother danced out of line -which was part reason why he hadn’t became king, but left the kingdom with Markus on his own.

He smiled lightly at Oliver, knowing why he was here. He wasn’t sure what to do with him, though. His adviser had suggested he’d take a personal servant on, though he wasn’t sure he liked the idea. But what else to do?

“Good day, sir Oliver.”, Markus greeted the other. He had been informed of him, knew of his family.

“Since you’ll be living in the castle, you’ll need to gather your things. I don’t suppose you brought your possessions with you?”, Markus replied, standing up finally. He had to get out of here, it was becoming too much. 
“I’d gladly let you begin today, or come again tomorrow before noon. I’ll have the head maiden be send for you. I need to attend to something important, I apologize for my abrupt leaving.”. He tried his best, but he couldn’t stop his fingers from smoothing over the cufflinks -something Oliver would soon learn would show Markus’ nervousness.

He quickly left then, telling a servant to get the head maiden to the throne room, who Oliver was, and what was to be done. Before quickly making his way through the castle to get to his quarters.

“Yes, thank you.”, Oliver told him, eventually looking up at him without properly meeting his eyes. It was disrespectful to do anything else until Markus told him otherwise.

His brother had brought new clothes for him, much better clothes that were fit for the court. He didn’t bring too many things with him. Only enough to make sure that he fitted in with the other courtiers. Despite not being brought up in a court himself, he had been trained for it since he was younger.

Oliver glanced over at the head maiden, smiling at her as if silently inviting her to talk to him or show him around. He didn’t expect her to unless he had to, of course, but being able to talk with someone that held a similar position to him could prove to be helpful.

Markus hurried to his room, locking himself inside of it, quickly shedding the outer layers of his clothes, before crawling into bed. It was too much, far too much, and he couldn’t stop himself from shaking and sobbing, pressing his face into a pillow he hugged close. He couldn’t be this weak, he knew, and it made himself feel even more terrible.

The head maiden greeted Oliver, smiling. She was an older lady already, but obviously wise and kind. She introduced herself as Ann, before walking with him. While she showed Oliver the castle, she told him what a personal servant did. Mostly stay at the king’s side, wake him in the morning, dress him, tend to his needs and desires, bathe him, stay nearby during meals. Such things, mainly.

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Markus wasn’t the happiest being king. He had been forced to, so he was still very young for a king. But even though, he was as king and open-minded as his parents had been, before their passing. Only really his older brother danced out of line -which was part reason why he hadn’t became king, but left the kingdom with Markus on his own.

He smiled lightly at Oliver, knowing why he was here. He wasn’t sure what to do with him, though. His adviser had suggested he’d take a personal servant on, though he wasn’t sure he liked the idea. But what else to do?

“Good day, sir Oliver.”, Markus greeted the other. He had been informed of him, knew of his family.

“Since you’ll be living in the castle, you’ll need to gather your things. I don’t suppose you brought your possessions with you?”, Markus replied, standing up finally. He had to get out of here, it was becoming too much. 
“I’d gladly let you begin today, or come again tomorrow before noon. I’ll have the head maiden be send for you. I need to attend to something important, I apologize for my abrupt leaving.”. He tried his best, but he couldn’t stop his fingers from smoothing over the cufflinks -something Oliver would soon learn would show Markus’ nervousness.

He quickly left then, telling a servant to get the head maiden to the throne room, who Oliver was, and what was to be done. Before quickly making his way through the castle to get to his quarters.

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Markus wasn’t the happiest being king. He had been forced to, so he was still very young for a king. But even though, he was as king and open-minded as his parents had been, before their passing. Only really his older brother danced out of line -which was part reason why he hadn’t became king, but left the kingdom with Markus on his own.

He smiled lightly at Oliver, knowing why he was here. He wasn’t sure what to do with him, though. His adviser had suggested he’d take a personal servant on, though he wasn’t sure he liked the idea. But what else to do?

“Good day, sir Oliver.”, Markus greeted the other. He had been informed of him, knew of his family.

Markus shouldn’t show a sign of weakness. Of uncertainness. He shouldn’t take time to think, but have already made up his mind on what to do with Oliver. There were lots of things he supposed, but he was still learning. He was barely an adult, he shouldn’t have been king for years. And his parents’ death, and his brother abandoning him, it all was still heavily burdening him. Not that he could openly show that. He had to be strong, after all.

“Do you have any wishes as to what you’d like to do here?”, he asked instead. He really didn’t want to force Oliver into doing something he didn’t want to do, and let him do something he might enjoy. He knew he needed to be kind to his servants and guards, like his parents had been. Then he’d be safe, and liked, and could go through this.

Oliver was uncertain. He thought that he would be placed into a position. Not being able to choose one for himself. “What do you require from me? I’m willing to do anything that you might need.”, he told him.

The smile slowly returned to his face. When his family bothered to smile, it lit up their face. Oliver tended to make use of it more liberally. It hadn’t particularly gotten him anywhere, not that he had expected it to. He was at the correct age to be married, but he wasn’t even betrothed yet.

Markus fiddled with his sleeves, tugging and feeling the smooth surface of his cufflinks. He didn’t require anything from Oliver, or at least he wouldn’t know what he could do. 
“I’d like you to try being my personal servant.”, he said, trying to sound more confident in the decision than he really was. It was the only thing he knew he was supposed to have but didn’t, and his adviser had told him it’d be good if he had someone to talk to about not kingdom related things. Granted Oliver was from a noble family, and probably knew a bit about the kingdom and how it worked or had been run like, but still.

He wanted Oliver to try, and if he didn’t like it -or if Markus didn’t like it- they’d find something else. Markus just wanted to get off this throne and leave. He didn’t have to do a lot today, thanks to Oliver coming here, and he was getting stressed from just this.

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Markus wasn’t the happiest being king. He had been forced to, so he was still very young for a king. But even though, he was as king and open-minded as his parents had been, before their passing. Only really his older brother danced out of line -which was part reason why he hadn’t became king, but left the kingdom with Markus on his own.

He smiled lightly at Oliver, knowing why he was here. He wasn’t sure what to do with him, though. His adviser had suggested he’d take a personal servant on, though he wasn’t sure he liked the idea. But what else to do?

“Good day, sir Oliver.”, Markus greeted the other. He had been informed of him, knew of his family.

Markus shouldn’t show a sign of weakness. Of uncertainness. He shouldn’t take time to think, but have already made up his mind on what to do with Oliver. There were lots of things he supposed, but he was still learning. He was barely an adult, he shouldn’t have been king for years. And his parents’ death, and his brother abandoning him, it all was still heavily burdening him. Not that he could openly show that. He had to be strong, after all.

“Do you have any wishes as to what you’d like to do here?”, he asked instead. He really didn’t want to force Oliver into doing something he didn’t want to do, and let him do something he might enjoy. He knew he needed to be kind to his servants and guards, like his parents had been. Then he’d be safe, and liked, and could go through this.

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Markus wasn’t the happiest being king. He had been forced to, so he was still very young for a king. But even though, he was as king and open-minded as his parents had been, before their passing. Only really his older brother danced out of line -which was part reason why he hadn’t became king, but left the kingdom with Markus on his own.

He smiled lightly at Oliver, knowing why he was here. He wasn’t sure what to do with him, though. His adviser had suggested he’d take a personal servant on, though he wasn’t sure he liked the idea. But what else to do?

“Good day, sir Oliver.”, Markus greeted the other. He had been informed of him, knew of his family.

The court was an entirely new experience for him. This court was different to the stories that he had been told by his older brothers. It seemed as fun as he had heard, but somehow… on edge. His brothers had been in the court of the old king; perhaps the court was still getting accustomed to the new one.

“And to you, your highness.”, Oliver smiled softly at him, his eyes never quite meeting his and instead glancing at the floor. It was only a sign of respect.

Markus smile faltered a little. He didn’t want to correct Oliver -it was majesty now, and he still wasn’t used to being called that. But being called highness again reminded him he couldn’t be a prince anymore.

“I was informed you were sent to serve here.”, he said instead, shifting where he sat. He felt incredibly small in the throne -and he probably looked it too. But he tried to do his best, it was only Oliver and the guards here after all.

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Oliver knew that he wouldn’t stay there for long. His brothers were waiting for him in a much less urban part of the town. They were currently staying with a group of people, just for a few days. But they were unable to survive on their hospitality alone.

“Oh, I– I apologize, sir.”, he murmured when he bumped into someone.

Markus made a startled sound when he bumped into someone, glancing up on instinct, before bringing his gaze back down to the ground.
“No, I apologize. I wasn’t looking where I was going.”, he replied softly, tugging on his bangs to make sure they still hid his eyes as much as possible.