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Chapter 1.
In my mind this story takes place in the mid 1800's in England. And when I was reading throw this.. I was reading in a British accent.. /facepalms/
This story is going to switch POV's a couple times because I didn't want to end short.
4 Months Later
"I'm going to miss you prince Mail." Nora whispered to the prince.
"And I'm going to miss you Nora." Matt hugged her for what could be possibly the last hug they share.
The prince sighed and turned to his dark bay thoroughbred and the chestnut mustang tied to the thoroughbred. The thoroughbred was one of his father's fastest horses. Her name was Charity and the mustang was Serenade. Serenade was packed with Mail's necessities for his travel to a village that is near to one hundred and fifty miles away. It would take him at least five to seven hours to get there.
"As soon as I get close to the gates, run and get mother and tell her that I have gone missing." Mail went over the plan the hundredth time to Nora. The plan was to get close to the gates, the only entrance and exit there is, and Nora would tell Cecily that Mail would be missing. It was predicted by the both of them that she would get all the guards gathered around to tell that the prince was missing. Mail only had a couple of minutes to get out of the unguarded gates before the guards would come back.
"This is goodbye Nora," Mail whispered to his beloved Nanny and friend.
"You will always be in my heart Matt Jeevas." She choked on the new name that they have given Mail so that people wouldn't suspect. Mail was a very rare name.
Mail led his two horses out of the stables and hugged Nora one more time.
He made sure everything was right with the equipment on the horses. When he was satisfied with the ties on the mustang, he checked Charity's saddle, bridle, and reins. He leaped up to get on the saddle.
"Let's go Charity." Matt gave the thoroughbred a hard kick in her sides and they were off.
/Nora's POV/
"Your Majesty!" Nora ran as fast as she could in her long wool tunic. "Queen Cecily!"
"My goodness Nora, what has gotten into you?" The red haired woman asked when she showed up at the top of the first floors staircase.
"Prince Mail," Nora breathed. "He's missing."
Nora heard the gasp that hit the Queen from sudden shock. Her face showed horrific worry.
"Quickly, Nora get all of the guards!" Nora inwardly smiled to herself.
Just what they wanted to happen, the guards were all gathered in the ballroom of the palace and the queen was perched onto the stairwell. The King was pacing behind Cecily.
"I want all of you to search the ends of this palace. Report back to me if you have any signs of Mail's whereabouts. If you cannot find him in the grounds of the fortress, we will look outside of the palace early morning." The guards bowed on their knee after the Queen was done ordering them the search party.
Once they were all gone, Nora went back to Mail's room and sat on his bed. She was happy that he was to fulfill his dream, but she also was very wary about him handling the real world.
"Be careful Mail."
/Matt's POV/
Once Matt saw the guards leave, he jumped off Charity and ran over to the big gate. He knew where his mother kept all the spare keys to the gate and the doors in the palace. He made a trip to her room when she was busy ordering people around and found the key to the gate.
He stuck the key in the lock and unlocked it in seconds. The prince pushed the heavy door open and he ran back to the horses. He gave Charity another kick and she and Serenade ran out of the gates, into the dark night sky and unfamiliar land.
This was the first time Mail has been out of the grounds. He looked back to the disappearing palace and smiled. He was finally free.
Charity and Serenade's hooves were pounding like a drumbeat against the ground. Mail knew that they were going to need a break soon, but he wanted to make sure the palaces outline was unseen.
Charity snorted and huffed, kicking her head back. Serenade was tight on the rope behind Charity and his nostrils were flared.
"Just a little farther and we will stop." Mail wanted to get as far as possible from the palace but he eventually had to give Charity and Serenade a rest.
They went on for about fifteen more minutes in a full gallop until Serenade stopped completely, which made Charity pull back from the sudden stop.
The horses walked until they found a place to stop. It was a grassy area that had a couple of trees to tie the horses off to and a small brook running through it. Mail hopped off of Charity and tied her off by the water. He would keep Serenade tied to her so the ropes wouldn't tangle up.
Mail got out his wool blanket and laid it on the ground. He would only sleep for a couple hours so he could get on with his travel before dawn.
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Mail woke up to the sound of hooves stomping the ground. He sat up to see that his horses were still tied up on the tree.
"Shit," Mail growled when he saw the palace's guards on their horses in the distance.
He over slept.
Mail stumbled to get up but he managed to grab his blanket that he slept on that night. He stuffed the blanket into the bag that was tied onto the mustang and mounted his horse. He kicked her but she didn't go anywhere.
He saw that she was still tied to the tree and he mentally slapped himself for his stupidity. He grabbed a knife that he conveniently had in his pocket and cut the rope. He slapped Charity's rear and she went into a full run.
Mail made the horses run until he was sure that the guards couldn't catch up to them. They ran a full five hours and then some last night so they were almost to their destination.
Everything looked good until he felt Charity stumble and went to the ground, causing him to get slammed onto the hard surface face first.
He didn't have any major injuries but he had a few cuts and scratches. He was mainly concerned about Charity who was breathing hard and lay on her side.
"Come on Charity, you can make it!" Mail said desperately. He felt bad that he over worked her but he has seen her so much worse when his father ran her for hours straight for three days. He was cruel when it came to training.
After a couple minutes of Charity catching her breathe, she got herself up on her feet and was ready to go. He patted the thoroughbred, very impressed with her spirit.
He didn't push her to run at the maximum speed that she and Serenade could go. He let them walk for a couple miles until he saw civilization over the hills. He kicked the horse to make her fully gallop to the small village.
The village where his new life would start.
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I didn't really like how I wrote this but it will do. I got to update because I got done packing early. I am going to Florida tomorrow for a week or two for a family emergency. After that, I will try to update weekly. /smiley face/
R&R loves!