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"Prince Maekar, if we'd known you were coming we would have shut the whole library down" You say.
You, along with the other staff would have worn something smart casual in Targ colours instead of your normal blue library uniform. But Royalty just arrives unannounced and you and your colleagues are able to just clear the floor for him. He's gracious and patient about it. Resting on a red chair as you cart over two huge supernatural bestiaries.
"I'm not sure if this has any Baratheon History that you're looking for......" You wheel them next to him.
"It'll be a pleasure to take a look, thank you" Maekar heaves the book onto the table.
You bow and leave. Going to another section as your manager texts you.
"I can't permit this you know" King Baelor has shut the library down and come along with his own staff.
His brother concentrates on the book. "Whatever you do mean?"
"Don't play the fool!" The new King snorts. "You can't keep coming here for Y/N"
"I like libraries" Maekar said flatly, turning his pages.
"Yes, it's not like we have an enormous Library on palace grounds......." Baelor's voice trails off.
"Y/N is well versed. She needs a degree to work here for Christ sake" Maekar huffs.
"Brother!" Baelor closes the book. "You are a Prince. You can't be seen with a librarian. Lucienne was different. She works for Dream of the Endless. And you never even bothered to ask Luce out. Whereas this one is a commoner. Despite how well studied Y/N is. It's selfish to allow staff to shut this place down just for you" Baelor scolds him. "I forbid you from seeing Y/N again!"
His younger brother gets up.
"Brother you may have just been crowned king. But I'm a grown arse fucking man!" Maekar yells. "I'm royalty too! You can't forbid me from doing shit!" Maekar checks that he has his things and leaves the room.
He has to see you before he leaves, but he has no idea what he's going to say.