Chapter 9- Emile

I left the house quietly and quickly. My brothers would hardly leave me alone now, they kept asking me about the princess. It was hard enough to get her off of my mind without them reminding me.

I quickly saddled our brown and white patched horse. "All right Felicity, it is time to go" I whispered in her ear. It was a good twenty-minute ride just to the village and another twenty to the castle.

I steered her out of the stable and urged her down the road before anyone realized we were gone. As we got closer to the village my heart began to beat faster. I was really going to see her again. My breath hitched in my throat. I tried to stay focused on leading the horse to the village. Finally, we arrived at the village. I dismounted her and lead her through the narrow streets. I did not want her to startle and have to save another maiden from the street. We carefully navigated the street as the sun began its descent in the sky.

We made it safely through the streets and I mounted the horse again as the street began to widen. I urged her on, I wanted to make sure I got there before Sophia. Within twenty minutes we made it to the castle. The sun had begun to set, I only had to wait for the princess.

I dismounted Felicity tying her to a nearby tree. I walked toward the gate, but not close enough that the guards would be able to see me. Then I saw her. She was wearing a beautiful light green dress with the red cape she had been wearing yesterday. She dismissed the guards and continued walking toward the gate. I stood still. I wanted to remember her looking this way. He light brown hair was half pulled back with a dark green ribbon, the rest fell in beautiful curls around her face. She turned toward me and smiled. Her eyes twinkled and she look so genuinely happy. I started to walk toward her.

My heart broke with every step. I was half hoping that she would not have showed up. It would have been easier that way.

"Hi" she said.

"Hi" I answered.

We stood in an awkward silence for a few moments. I looked down at my feet and then had the courage to say

"You look— "but I was cut off because she said something at the same time.

"Go ahead!" I said, but she said something again. And we both laughed.

She bit her lip and looked at me. My heart fluttered. She looked so beautiful. I realized that a piece of hair had fallen into her face.

She lifted her hand to fix it, but I said, "Allow me." I lifted my hand and pushed her light brown hair behind her ear.

"There," I said softly. I kept my hand on her ear. "You look so beautiful"

"Thank you," she said wistfully. I realized she was looking at my lips and I was looking at hers. This was not going how I thought it would, but I surley enjoyed how it was going.

"I wanted to thank you for saving me again," she said breathlessly. I moved my other hand to her cheek. Her skin felt so soft and perfect under it.

"You're welcome," I whispered. Our faces were getting closer. She leaned in ever so slightly.

"Emile…" she said. But I did not give her the chance to finish what she was saying.