Minho walked through the halls of the castle, swaying his body and taking the whole hallway, acting like he owned the whole place.

Jisung followed him silently, making sure to thread lightly not to make a sound as he walked. The poor Lowerclassman's heart was beating out of his chest in nervousness. He was walking down a hallway together with the prince of Far Far Away for God's sake.

Minho entered his room, letting the door stay open for Jisung to follow him.

"Ok chipmunk, keep up and you'll keep your job. I want to be awaken at 7am every morning. When you wake me up, do it by first turning up the heat, then turn on the light, open the blinds and lastly wake me up. You are allowed to shake me lightly if I don't wake up at first.

My closet is through there, and my bathroom is through there. There is a thermometer in the bathroom. When you tap my bath I want the water to be 35°C exactly, with a dash of lavender, a dash of coconut and a tiny bit of bath salt. Make sure all my soaps are full at all times, because I don't want you coming in to fill them up while I'm bathing.

When picking my clothes I want you to pick exactly the articles of clothing I tell you to pick. My closet is first organized after the clothing articles categories and then after colour so there should be no problem in finding them.

This is my weekly schedule, all though I skip most of my classes. I want you to prepare my horse riding clothes every morning I have horse riding on my schedule, and put the clothes on top of that small table.

Whenever I ask for coffee I want caffeine free coffee. I don't like caffeine, it gives people wrinkles. My skincare products have to be refilled regularly, and you have to learn my skincare routine in case I'm too tired or drunk to do it myself. I apply my skincare products every morning and every night after my morning and night bath.

I don't mind you being present when I change my clothes or something similar, but if you ever are to be in the same room as me while I'm changing, don't stare, it's uncomfortable.

Whenever you have nothing to do, just follow me around in case I need your help. Do you have any questions?"

Jisung stood still, just staring at Minho in shock. How the hell was he going to remember all that. Jisung quickly snapped out of it when he saw Minho looking down at him, waiting for his answer.

"um.. What honorifics or titles do you want me to call you by?" Jisung asked, feeling it was a good question.

Minho cracked a smile at the small, shy chipmunk in front of him. He had to admit that the new boy was incredibly cute, but that was all. Nothing more to it.

"Either 'your highness' or 'prince Minho'. Any more questions?"

Jisung shook his head.

"No, your highness."

Minho smiled and let out a small giggle. Oh how much he wanted to ruin his chipmunk's pure little innocence. Make him a rebellious teen like he was himself.

"Ok then. I'll see you tomorrow morning, chipmunk. You're dismissed." Minho said.

Jisung bowed and started walking out of the room, still not making a sound. Just as he was about to exit the room, he heard a voice from inside the room again. The boy stopped walking, turning his head to the side to hear what the prince had to say.

"Oh, and chipmunk..... Remember that you belong to me now. You're mine.... Goodnight."

Jisung only nodded his head and hurried down the hall. He couldnt get rid of the smirk plastered on prince Minho's lips as he told Jisung who he belonged to. It was stuck in his head, playing on repeat like a broken record.

The servant quickly entered his own room, letting his body fall onto his bed. Jisung sighed in content. This was going to be a long year.

Jisung lazily sat back up and started unbuttoning his white shirt. He loosened his black tie, and slipped it over his head. The fancy dress pants hugged Jisung's small waist. The boy started undoing the buttons, finally feeling free. He wasn't used to wearing such formal and tight clothes. It was something entirely different form the worn out and raggy clothes he usually wore back home.

Once Jisung had slipped into the blue and white striped pyjamas he found in his closet, he grabbed a book from the shelf and started flipping through it. It seemed to be better than all the books he had at home. It surely was a whole lot newer and nicer.

The words on the pages were smaller than what Jisung was used to. His vision felt weird, suddenly. Mabye it was the book whom was just weird.

Jisung looked around, spotting a line of something on the shelf over his bookshelf. He curiously went over to it, noticing 6 pairs og glasses lined up. Jisung grabbed the first pair, putting them on. His whole head spun. These were definitely not of his strength.

Jisung put them back down and grabbed the next pair. It didn't make his head hurt as much as the first pair did, but he still couldn't see a shit. Jisung replaced the pair with the next pair. He saw a lot better with them, but everything was still blurry.

Jisung tried the next pair of glasses, and the next pair after that. Things were getting better, but the world was still blury. Jisung sighed and picked up the last pair. He didn't really believe they would fit his eyesight.

As Jisung put them on, his eyes widened. He saw everything clearly. Way more clearly than what he was used to. Jisung looked at himself through the full body mirror. He actually looked a lot better than what he would have expected. He could see his own eye color and every feature on his own face clearly. In addition to that, the glasses actually fit him pretty well. They were round and soft, just like his features.

Jisung put the glasses down on his nightstand, and went into his bathroom to get ready for bed. Jisung brushed his teeth and quickly washed his face with the face wash on the counter. Afterwards he tucked himself into the soft sheets of the bed. It felt like heaven. After only a couple of minutes, Jisung was snoring softly, well on his way into dreamland.