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FairytaleChapter 4 Kind Knight
Serena groaned as she woke up to a new day in this strange place. She picked up gingerly the clothing that she was supposed to wear. It was a simple gown that she used to see in her history lessons. Her room was quite small, and she was lucky enough to have it all to herself since she was the visiting lady's maiden. There was a jagged mirror at the wall, looking at her reflection Serena winced. It was too provocative…for her taste. The clothing clung on to her, and since bras were not yet invented, the bodice of the gown hugged her breasts and lean stomach tightly.
"I look like a whore." Serena thought with distaste. No sooner did she leave the maid's quarters, she was led into the kitchen to help in the cooking.
"Uh oh…" Serena thought as she stepped in, staring at the busy people with their weird machines, so unlike that of the ovens and cookware she was barely accustomed to back at home. Hey, what can she say? She live on take-outs! So she was left standing there dumbly as no one spared her a glance.
"MOVE!" someone shouted behind her making her jump.
"I'm sorry…" Serena spoke startled.
The big woman just glared at her and moved on. Someone took pity on her. "Hey…" Someone tapped her from behind. A young woman about her age smile shyly at her, "I'm Lita." She introduced.
"Serena." Serena smiled.
"Why don't you go with me in picking out the herbs and to the market?" Lita asked with kindness.
"Yes." Serena answered grateful.
"Where did you and your mistress come from Serena?" Lita asked curiously as they walked towards the village toward the marketplace.
"Well…I came from a very far away place. Relena has been kind enough to give me employment since my previous ah…employer left me stranded when brigand attacked us." Serena explained carefully. "Relena said she came from the southern kingdom of Feria, wherever that is." Serena mumbled beneath her breath.
Lita looked at her weirdly. "Aren't you supposed to refer to Lady Relena as your ladyship or something with respect?" Lita asked slowly. "You could get trouble here if you talk like that." Lita spoke worriedly.
Serena looked embarrassed. "Uh, its just that there's no need for any formalities in my birthplace." She hesitantly explained. Lita nodded after a thought.
At the market… "Be careful okay? If you get lost you know your way to the palace right?" Lita asked as she stared at the crowded scene before her.
Before Serena could answer, she was bustled away by a group of people and she and Lita were separated.
Couple of hours later, Serena sat beside the dirt street, her feet aching from having to walk around and trying to find Lita. Something caught her eye. A big man selling fruits was about to beat a little boy.
"NO!" Serena screamed in her head as she hastily stood up to intercept the beating.
"What the-" The man roared as he was about to beat the little thief.
"Please sir, why would you want to hurt a poor child?" Serena pleaded.
The man glared at her. "Are you this child's mother?" The vendor asked with a scowl.
Serena looked at the poor buy, her heart overcome with pity. "Yes, he is." She whispered her voice strong. The man looked skeptical. "Funny, you don't look alike." He spoke disbelievingly.
"An aunt then." Serena replied.
"Whatever. Now hey-!" The man exclaimed as the young boy ran away.
"Now see what you've done! That young runt has stolen a piece pf apple!" The vendor spoke furiously.
"I'm terribly sorry, that young lad must've been very hungry." Serena explained.
"Listen, missy. We are all hungry here, and we need a coin to fill that hunger, if you don't have one them you are bound to starve to death." The vendor declared. "I thought you were his aunt or mother…and not you are in debt to me. Pay me that coin or pay me in another way instead." He added his eyes casting leery below her bodice.
Serena swallowed. "Uh…some other time?" She suggested hopefully trying to get away.
"Uh uh…I don't think so." The man grinned as he grabbed her arm painfully. "There's a private spot…" The man started suggestively when a pouch of coins was thrown on the vendor's table with a clang.
"Haven't' anyone told you that harassing young women is not tolerated? You could be thrown in jail for such a crime." A familiar voice spoke making Serena breathe in relief.
"Lord Quatre!" Serena exclaimed gratefully.
"Release her now, if you will." Quatre demanded.
"Uh, yes lord of course." The man bowed weakly.
***
Serena rode back to the palace, riding with Quatre on his horse. She was slightly blushing when she got down from the horse. Quatre held her by the waist and placed her gently on the ground.
"Now promise me not to go wandering off like that again okay?" Quatre made her promise his voice slightly scolding as Serena's head was bent not meeting his gaze as she murmured out a yes. Quatre lightly touched her face and wiped a smear, "Why don't you refresh yourself? Relena has been worried of you." Quatre spoke this time kindly as he stared at her sapphire blue eyes with admiration as he remembered her standing up to the man for the boy.
True enough, Relena appeared around the bend, clinging on Heero's arm in adoration, Trowa and Duo were tailing them though. When she saw Serena, she broke free on Heero's arm and ran towards her.
Meanwhile, Heero had seen the tender moment pass through between his friend and the wench that captured his attention and demanded such sizzling attraction between their bodies. Quatre backed away giving Relena space to fuss over Serena. Heero approached them placing a hand on Relena's arm and Quatre's expression saddened though it went by unnoticed.
"Where have you been? You look like a mess!" Relena exclaimed taking in Serena's haggard appearance with worry.
"Sorry for worrying you, Lady Relena." Serena bowed remembering Lita's reminder to show respect.
"Why don't you take a day-off since I won't be needing your assistance anymore?" Relena offered kindly.
"Thank you." Serena bowed again with relief. Her head was kept bowed down, not meeting the Prince's eyes. When they have gone Serena resumed her way, eager to take a bath and wipe away the market smell off her bare skin.