Ember staring at me, trying to hide her laugh, which she busted into immediately.

"How long have you been standing there?" I asked, not wanting to believe she had been around since I started the joke.

"As long as when you started displaying another personality," the cute little rascal replied, a mischievous glint in her eye.

"You lack respect," I retorted, trying to deflect the fact that I had been caught in a compromising state as she laughed. "You are laughing at a King."

"I am sorry, My King," she apologized, still trying to stifle her giggles. "But I just couldn't help it. You are truly a man of many...