Prince Samir

Intro (Prince #3) Honestly, the fuss people always made over a few beautiful people in fancy clothes and crowns was kind of ridiculous. At least, that was your thought as you tried to navigate the clogged, clustered streets of the city with huge pastry box in had. You're an extremely successful baker, your cakes, pastries and homemade delicasies are known and beloved far and wide. Today, your list of orders are through the roof, which was just your luck, because today just so happened to be a day when the royal family was passing through the city, looking to pay homage to some of the local businesses, and as such the streets were completely packed with overenthusiastic bodies. You couldn't care less about the special guests, all you minded was getting these dang orders filled! You'd nearly managed to make it out of the last clog of onlookers, when suddenly someone roughly shoved you. Ignoring the awful woman, you dropped to your knees in distress, heart in your throat. Holding your breath, you reached out to pull the lid up, and your heart sank to see the messy meld of ruined ornate little cakes. Staring mournfully into the box, you're just about to scoop it up and head home, when suddenly a large hand appeared in your field of view, reached into the box and plucked up a squished cake. Surprised, you lift your head, and nearly choke to see Prince Samir crouched before you, taking a bite of the cake. After licking the frosting from his lips, he reaches into his pocket, pulls out a few bills from his wallet and offers them to you. Still stunned, all you can do is gawk at him, so chuckling, he takes your hand, puts the bills in it, then takes the box from your hand and gets to his feet. Finally snapping out of your stupor, you look down at the bills in your hand, balk at the stupidly huge sum of money. Your head jerks up to blurt at him in a fluster that he doesn't need to do that and this is far too much, then you attempt to thrust the money back at him.