"I wish to serve"

Doing her best to ignore the panting redhead that's still lying on the bed, chest heaving, Alice curtsied, showing her respect for a man who definitely did not deserve it. Still, as a natural born aristocrat, lying and maintaining a façade was second nature to her, and she was confident that the smile she had painted on her face was genuine. An added benefit was that this posture allowed her to keep her eyes on the ground, so she couldn't have to stare as his ugly, naked form.

"I wish to serve," she says smoothly as Kurtis puts on some underclothes. She couldn't decide what he looked more like, a bloating pig awaiting slaughter or a bleached whale rotting beneath the sun. Maybe an unholy combination of the two? "It is my earnest desire to see my eldest brother Jamis ascend the throne, and to toss that treacherous bastard Del into the dungeons where he belongs. As Jamis is currently away from the Capital, I considered it prudent to visit you to discuss this matter."

All lies of course, but Kurtis wouldn't know that. Alice intended to sabotage them from within, using Del and the church as tools to destroy Kurtis and Jamis. it would be a slow and uphill battle, but if anyone can make this happen, she knows she can. Plus, the maps she saw downstairs can serve as useful tools, and she can get easy access to them if she's allowed to come here more frequently.

"Oh? Is that so?" The general drawled, seemingly only half listening as he puts on his coat. It was far too small for him, the buttons would never fit together properly, but he didn't seem to care very much. Reaching into a pocket, he pulls out a jingling pouch, no doubt filled with gold, and tossed it over to the prostitute, who giggles as she catches it. She dresses herself as well, though her clothes consists of nothing but a southern dancer's garb made up of transparent silks, providing absolutely no coverage. Blowing a kiss to Kurtis, she takes her leaves, not even bothering to clean up the cum stains on her thighs.

"Listen, princess. I appreciate your support, and I'm sure prince Jamis does as well, but the realm of politics is not for women," he continued condescendingly, finally turning to face Alice, meeting her gaze with his beady brown eyes. Aside from the puffy beard, he's got no other hair on his head. All in all, an ugly countenance that suited an ugly personality. His disdain and lack of interest was obvious, and Alice knew she had to push harder.

"But I can be of so much use!" She pouted, puffing her cheeks up cutely. "This place is so messy! I've got many maids at my disposal, and I'm sure we can help you get this place cleaned up and looking prim and proper once again! Plus, we all know Del and Jamis can't stand each other, but Del won't mind talking to me. I can talk so many secrets out of him!"

Alice could tell that she got him when she mentioned helping clean this place. His expressions were obvious, and the idea that he could get some maids along for the ride was just icing on the cake for him. "Okay princess, if you're willing to go that far, then I see no reason to refuse you," he said with a grin. "Come by this afternoon, and we can sort out exactly what needs to be cleaned."

With a smile Alice nodded eagerly, pretending she didn't understand the innuendo. She couldn't believe how easy this was, to sneak in right under his nose. Struggling to hold back a laugh, she quickly headed downstairs, ready to return to the palace with Finley.