Chapter Ten; Life in general
Sunlight streamed through the curtains, making my tired eyes blink. For a moment, I wondered where I was, and why I was so warm. Then I realised that I was snuggled into the arms of James, Crown prince turned king (Sort of.) The whole affair was quite confusing really. Anyway, I was just the palace tutor, kidnapped as I innocently rode my horse down a lane. Okay, so it was quite like that, still!
I shifted round, turning away from the window. James eyes rested on face, and I blushed. I moved away quickly, I slipped out of the bed onto the cold floor. James followed; he turned away as we both changed. The room looked even worse than it did last night, it was also absolutely freezing! I shivered as I pulled on the dress I wore yesterday; I defiantly need some new clothes! I voiced this to James, who was wearing fresh clothes (Lucky sod) He agreed that we would buy some at the next town. I looked over at James; he was dressed in merchant's clothes, and not being used to the harsher wool, looked very uncomfortable.
We made our way down the rickety stair into the Barroom, after an awkward goodbye to the occupants of the room. Most who looked like they hadn't even bothered to go upstairs last night. We hastily pulled open the door and stepped into the frigid air. The sun had just risen, its soft rays bathed everything in a soft glow. Cobwebs glinted in the air, the dew on them casting rainbows over the grass. Birds sang soft melody's over the trees, which waved their arms gracefully in the breeze.
Archie and Midnight (James's horse) stood huddled underneath the feeble stable. I rushed over, throwing my arms around my horse's neck. Nuzzling into his velvet ear, cooing gently. The prince stood to one side, smirking, he stated, "You really love that horse don't you."
"Yeah" I replied, "He's my best friend"
"I think you're the first girl I've ever met, that actually likes horses, Weird."
"I grew up with them, it's practically compulsory that I like them" I replied sarcastically. He stuck his tongue out at me. Real mature, James, honestly is that boy really sensible enough to be king. I Know children with more maturity than that.
Together we saddled the horses, working silently. After attaching the saddlebags, we jumped into the saddle and trotted off.
The sun was soon high in the sky, temperature zooming up. The inadequate shade that was provided by trees, gave little comfort. Happily, though we chanced upon a bustling village, deep in the throngs of market day. Colours of every kind shimmered through the heat, pulling in customers. Deep-bellied voices roared their wares over the chaos. Bodies pushed and squirmed through the crowds, hustling and bustling to the stores. Dogs rampaged through the narrow lanes, barking at each other wildly. It seemed impossible not to get lost in the labyrinth of streets.
James and I shared a worried glance. This is going to be fun! Cough. We had left the horses tied up at the edge of the forest, and together we made our way into the mass of people. We got to a stall selling clothes (eventually...) and I managed to pick out a few bits and pieces of clothing, which means now I have fresh clothes. Yay. Although I managed to misplace the prince during this. How do you misplace a prince? I hear you ask, the answer is simple. Take your eyes off him for one ruddy second to pay and 'poof.' He's gone.
I wandered hopelessly throughout the stores for about half an hour. Craning my head and pushing past barriers of people. I turned a corner past a rather smelly fish store and.. 'Bang!' I hit a body and came crashing to the ground. "Owww" I groaned, pulling myself up. Great. James. I crossed my arms over my chest and glared, "And where did you go?" James ran his hands through his hair sheepishly, "I wanted to have a look around." I signed, hopelessly "It's a market James, it's full of smelly things and old people."
"I've never been before." That got my attention. "Whoa, did you just say you have never been to a market before." He raised an eyebrow, "Yes, that's what I said" He said, emphasising every syllable slowly. "We princes don't socialise with common muck like you." He joked, putting a haughty look on his face. I laughed, and we walked on through the market. Joking and laughing with each other.
Until He stepped in pig poo.
Okay, sorry about the wait. And sorry to everyone who keeps asking for longer chapters. This one's short. But... It's snowing! Be happy and review.. Please..