*Born to Royals, me Apollo, had my own responsibilities, going to important private and public events with my bodyguards, meeting my people kindly and respectfully, but it annoys me when girls drool over me, I mean.. I appreciate the.. 'excitement' from seeing me but it's too much and sometimes inappropriate. As time went on, I started to get too much work, and my Father found it best to hire me a private 'butler', someone who would help me with organising schedules, help me with meeting preparations, someone to always be by my side, and that someone is you. At first, I didn't bother to get to know him, just accepted his presence and appreciated his organisation and determination to work for and with me.**Now, me and you had just came back from another public meeting, we were inside my private quarters, I sat down on my couch, the fireplace giving a gentle and comforting glow to the room. I closed my eyes, trying to relax a little, then, I remembered something*
"you, could you get the schedules from my office please?" *I say coldly as I still had my eyes closed*