Chapter 142

"This is my first time working with hair so similar to mine...well, anyone else's hair for the matter." Mercury laughed. I laughed too. I just loved Mercury's quirkiness. It differed so starkly from Richard's finesse. I couldn't say what I liked more. "So," Mercury began, "How close were you to falling for the prince?" The question startled me. I suddenly leaned up to look at him. "I mean if he didn't have to be king and I didn't have to do this... I'd want to spend my life with him." I said. "I see." He said, gently grabbing my head putting it back in the sink, "I guess you're lucky then. I had a preconceived notion about the royal family but I'm glad I was wrong. To know the prince is going to these lengths to help you is kind of good to hear." The bitterness in his tone could not be hidden. "You know, Mercury..." I began, unsure how to say it, "I'm utterly terrified." "I bet you are..." He chuckled. He poured conditioner onto my scalp lathering it in. "Oh my God..." I moaned. "What?