Alex looked at him, chewing on his lip. "I don't know you, I can't like someone I don't know..."

"That's why I want to get to know you. You're my servant, but I already like you more than that..."

Alex looked away, chewing on his lip, not sure what to say at all.

"So please, will you stay with me? If you choose nnot I'll get you your own quarters. You can take my bed, if you wish."

"I'm not taking your bed..." Alex whispered, looking away.

"I wouldn't mind. I'd gladly take the floor so you could be comfortable." he said, his words sincere.

The Prince was really starting to confuse him a lot. Wasn't he supposed to be some arrogant jerk?... "If you're sleeping on the floor so am I" Alex said stubbornly, he was not taking his bed. That just wasn't happening.

The prince pouted, hmmphing.
"Well, we're both sleeping in the bed and being comfortable, then!" he said, before blushing at what he said.
"Um. If you trust me, of course. I trust you."

Alex bit his lip and looked away. "I'd rather sleep on the floor, if that's okay..."

"But then you'll be uncomfortable. I don't want you to get a sore back, or something!" the prince said, his eyes filled with worry.