Well, This is my first GW fic. Hope you like it!
Trowa walked down the main market street ignoring the merchants as they tried to sway him into buying their goods. He wasn't interested; he was going to his secret place inside the palace walls.
Technically he wasn't allowed there but on one in the palace ever visited the gardens. He easily scaled the wall on the north side. Gazing about to make sure no one was around he made his way toward the small pond in the middle of the exotic garden. The path he strolled on was lined with beautifully tall palm trees. Small bushes of gorgeous red blossoms peeked out from the other colorful bushes. The path soon opened to the object of his search but before he got into the clearing a slight rustle came to his ears.
Hiding behind one of the many palm trees his emerald eyes looked out to find out what had made the noise. A small figure was standing up from picking a delicate white rose off the bush near by. She glanced he way absently and has gasped.
She was beautiful. Clear blue-grey eyes shown from an ivory face, dark brown hair with red tints fell about her waist. Her lips smiled slightly when she smelled the rose in her hand. The warm breeze blew the clouds out of the sun and she looked up to warm her face. Something shown from beneath her dark tresses.
The lean boy frowned. A gold clasped braid behind her left ear identified her as a slave.
Well what do you think? I need some help coming up with what should happen next or if just to leave it. Plz R/R!!
Trowa walked down the main market street ignoring the merchants as they tried to sway him into buying their goods. He wasn't interested; he was going to his secret place inside the palace walls.
Technically he wasn't allowed there but on one in the palace ever visited the gardens. He easily scaled the wall on the north side. Gazing about to make sure no one was around he made his way toward the small pond in the middle of the exotic garden. The path he strolled on was lined with beautifully tall palm trees. Small bushes of gorgeous red blossoms peeked out from the other colorful bushes. The path soon opened to the object of his search but before he got into the clearing a slight rustle came to his ears.
Hiding behind one of the many palm trees his emerald eyes looked out to find out what had made the noise. A small figure was standing up from picking a delicate white rose off the bush near by. She glanced he way absently and has gasped.
She was beautiful. Clear blue-grey eyes shown from an ivory face, dark brown hair with red tints fell about her waist. Her lips smiled slightly when she smelled the rose in her hand. The warm breeze blew the clouds out of the sun and she looked up to warm her face. Something shown from beneath her dark tresses.
The lean boy frowned. A gold clasped braid behind her left ear identified her as a slave.
Well what do you think? I need some help coming up with what should happen next or if just to leave it. Plz R/R!!