Okay peoples, I've been working on this story recently. This will be my third story on this site. Let me know of any typo's and errors, and thank you so much for all your reviews in the past. I hope it flows well and you like it. Cheers to you all!
signed: Jacquotte
. . . . . chapter one . . . .
He had been burning a hole in my back since several venders past. I was shopping in the market with my maid, my best-friend, we had grown up together and thought of each other as sisters. Not long after I picked out some fresh mangos did I spot him. He was leaning against a large barrel that sat right next to an ally. He had a untamed look about his attire and a rather bold smirk about his face that would make any women blush. If it wasn't for his boldness to stare at me in such a manor I would have admired his handsome features and his sea swept locks. He had the face of a prince in a fairy tale. But looking past his outward appearance, I could tell right away he must be a thief and a ruffian, so I sped off towards another shop far from where he stood.
I noticed people had begun looking at me odd and I felt my forehead start to ache. As I reached up I found I had been scrunching my brow ever since the encounter with the man. Clearly my forehead had never been subject to such an emotion and could not handle it. I started to smile freely again when I saw my maid following up to me. "Where on earth did you leave to so suddenly?" she asked. I told her about the man-who-looked-like-a-thief, the nerve of that man to stare at me in such a way. Then we started walking again, after admiring some linens and material that had just arrived unharmed from India and Persia, I was starting to feel better and more relaxed talking about the dresses I could sew from the royal blue and yellow silk I had admired from Kashmir.
Suddenly I heard a booming voice behind me, obviously upset about something because he pushed past me and walk briskly down the street. My maid and I walked arm and arm together slowly not knowing what was going to happen. Five men appeared from the shadows and surrounded the large man in attack formation. Not sure what might unfold before our eyes we stopped at least fifteen paces away and stepped to the side of the street against a building under the protection of it's shadow from the noonday sun. The large man boomed something again. His blond hair sticking to the sweat of his brow told me he did not feel he was in control of his current situation, but rather the well dressed man who was leaning on his cane. They talked in low tones while the four foul looking men paced around him like a pack of hungry wolves. A small voice inside me told me to leave and return to the square but I did not listen and stayed locked against the cool rock wall.
My maid was gripping my arm tighter and trying to pull me away, but I did not budge. I was as curious as a mouse who smells cheese in a trap, and so I stayed put. But as soon as the large man swung his body around and grabbed one of the men's cutlass and another mans pistol I froze. I knew that this might happen but I didn't realize it would happen. He fought the four men with fists as they attacked, he tossed them aside like sacks of grain. But they kept bouncing back up and attacking like rabid dogs. I started to feel sick and faint when I saw the well dressed man leaned on his cane a little more, with an evil smile he pulled out a small pistol from his overcoat and aim it towards the poor unsuspecting man who was struggling with the four. I remember seeing the sky turn dark and feeling the ground give way, my maid gasp, and a pair of strong arms which lifted me away, then I must have fainted because I saw only black.
Aww, you fainted...heehee! Who saved you, huh? Any ideas? Ha! Well thats for me to know, and you to find out! Day dream well my readers, and have a good day!! Don't forget to review... until we meet again my friends - Cheers!