Once upon a time there was a handsome young Spanish Princess, Lady Elizabeth. She was always surrounded by riches and other wealthy people but found them all dull.
She would always keep to herself, secluded in her room during the many expensive parties and balls and whatnot.
One night, she decided to sneak out of the main grounds of the castle and explore to relieve her boredom. She eventually found herself in the royal kitchen.
All of the workers had already gone to bed, except one. Derrick was his name and though he was the most talented chef, his mixed bloodline earned him no respect.
He was too a very secluded person, keeping silent despite his colleages many insults. Lady Elizabeth could see the pain lurking in his black eyes.
Feeling bold, Elizabeth decided to approach the young chef. She said to him, "What are you doing here so late, Derrick?"
Surprised to see/hear his mistress he began to shyly panic and stutter. "L-Lady Elizabeth? What are you doing here?" She giggled at the red across his face.
"I just asked you that, silly." Derrick then explained that he was working on a new wonderful dish he says he hope everyone will love.
Elizabeth then offered to help Derrick cook his dish. At first Derrick refused, stating to his mistress that she needed her sleep. However, her charm and stubborness won him over.
They stayed up all night: chopping, boiling, grilling, baking and whatnot. During the preparations, Derrick could feel himself becoming more relaxed and dare he say, attracted towards his mistress.
Soon enough, Elizabeth fell asleep from sheer exhaustion. Seeing how tired his mistress was, he picked her up gently, and carried her to her bedroom.
He lightly placed her onto the expensive bed and as he grabbed the handle to exit the room, Elizabeth softly cried out, "Wait....don't go..."
Derrick quickly turned around to see Lady Elizabeth on her knees, on the bed with her hand stretched out to him. "Please...stay with me." All Derrick could do was stand there in awe of her beautiful yet sultry appearance.
"But....it isn't right," Derrick shyly stated. "You're a princess and I'm just a lowly servant..." Elizabeth then crawled off of her bed and placed a finger to Derrick's lips. "I don't want to hear that. Stay the night with me...." she whispered while placing her hand in his.
Derrick honestly couldn't say anything except a simple, "Okay." Throughout the night, they exchanged touches and kisses, ultimately leading to them making passionate love.
The following morning, Derrick said to his new lover, "They can't find us like this. I'd be executed for sure." Elizabeth lightly cupped his face in her hands and said to him, "Then let's run away together."
The following night, Elizabeth climbed out of her window, out of the guards view where Derrick waited for her on horseback. After helping her up he asked Elizabeth, "No regrets?" She looked back to the castle grounds, then smiled at her beloved. "No regrets."
They then exchanged a kiss and rode off to the northern Spanish harbor. Elizabeth paid off a ship captain to take them along on to England for a delivery of goods. It was a long and somewhat dangerous sail, but in do time the two lovers reached the new land for them to live in happiness together, forever.
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