Note: Thank you Chibi - Chango! THANK YOU THANK YOU! Ok. I'm ok. I'd
like to thank Chibi - Chango for giving me the first really good capital
for the Copper Isles.
Chapter Eight
Mheruit
"Algy," I grumbled, "remind me about this trip whenever I decide to voluntarily go on a boat." I was sick for almost the whole time. I had not changed out of the shirt and breeches that I had worn onto the ship. I didn't intend on changing into anything else either.
"Lady," someone called and hammered on my door, "you may want to change into a dress or something nicer."
"Why?" I called back, as I mentioned earlier, I had not changed and I didn't feel like it.
"We are reaching Mheruit."
"Oh, SHIT!" I exclaimed and tumbled out of the bed. Mheruit was the capital of the Copper Isles and I needed to look presentable.
I donned a light green cotton dress, a summer style, and looked in the mirror. I bit back laughter, I was green. Green dress, I thought, big mistake. The color of the dress did bring out matching shades in my blue green eyes, but it also made me resemble a frog. My skin was slightly green from seasickness. I brushed my black hair, after many days of not brushing it, it had become the mirror image of a bird's nest, quite the opposite of how it usually looked.
I emerged from my sleeping quarters to the deck; it was full of other passengers that had already gotten ready. We had arrived in Mheruit, the capital of the Copper Isles, where I would see if I was so fit to be a spy.
The Copper Isles were a tropical, wealthy, small Empire. Or, that is what I learned. They had slaves, which even the idea was repulsive to me. I didn't like the idea at all.
I watched as the ship docked, and I wondered, would I be able to do this? Will you? I asked myself. Let's hope so, I replied.
***
I wandered through the palace, exploring. My baggage had been put in my room with Algy. I had made sure that Raven was fine in the stables and had left. I, being nosy, had decided to see what I could before I had to go snoop and spy.
I wandered, staring at the architecture and art, wandering until I got lost. "That's why you pay attention to where you're going Smart One!" I muttered angrily to myself.
I ambled along for a while, getting more and more lost. "Excuse me," a polite well bred male, voice said, someone tapped my shoulder. "Are you lost?"
I whirled around and nearly punched him in the jaw, it was my immediate reaction. Luckily, I didn't. If I did I would have punched one of the cutest guys I had ever seen. He had black hair and black eyes. Tanned skin and well, he was cute, cuter than all the guys that had ever asked me out. "No!" I said, "Well, maybe, sorta, yes." He raised his eyebrows in question and I was tempted to go pound my head into a wall, leave it to me to be an idiot. " Yes I'm lost," I said and sighed. "Can you show me to the guest wing?" I asked.
"Of course, may I know your name?" He asked and started walking at a brisk pace.
"Kalea of – of Ebony Wood, from Tyra," I replied. "So, what's your name?"
"Adrian."
"Oh." I followed him in silence thinking. Adrian, I thought, haven't I heard that name before?
"Here is the guest room," Adrian said and stopped. "Do you need help finding your room?"
"No, I'm fine," I replied. "Oh," I said when it dawned on me. Adrian was the prince. The oldest one to be exact. The oldest prince and the heir to the throne. "Oh," I repeated, "You're the prince." Sometimes I can be just so obvious. And clueless, I was supposed to recognize the name.
"I'm glad you noticed," he replied.
"Was that sarcasm?" I demanded frowning; I didn't think that princes' would be capable of sarcasm.
"What else would it be?" he asked, in a taunting tone that I didn't like.
"I don't know!" I replied and stormed off to my room. I slammed the door and locked it. And started to unpack. I, had specific instructions to unpack myself, I had some, umm, suspicious looking stuff in my baggage, I needed to find an appropriate hiding place for.
When I was done I flopped down on the bed next to Algy. "Talk about your annoying princes," I muttered. Than I slowly drifted to sleep.
A/N: YAY! I finally got chapter eight done. Wow! I thought it would take forever. Sorry bout the short chapter. I'll probably write some more later today.
Chapter Eight
Mheruit
"Algy," I grumbled, "remind me about this trip whenever I decide to voluntarily go on a boat." I was sick for almost the whole time. I had not changed out of the shirt and breeches that I had worn onto the ship. I didn't intend on changing into anything else either.
"Lady," someone called and hammered on my door, "you may want to change into a dress or something nicer."
"Why?" I called back, as I mentioned earlier, I had not changed and I didn't feel like it.
"We are reaching Mheruit."
"Oh, SHIT!" I exclaimed and tumbled out of the bed. Mheruit was the capital of the Copper Isles and I needed to look presentable.
I donned a light green cotton dress, a summer style, and looked in the mirror. I bit back laughter, I was green. Green dress, I thought, big mistake. The color of the dress did bring out matching shades in my blue green eyes, but it also made me resemble a frog. My skin was slightly green from seasickness. I brushed my black hair, after many days of not brushing it, it had become the mirror image of a bird's nest, quite the opposite of how it usually looked.
I emerged from my sleeping quarters to the deck; it was full of other passengers that had already gotten ready. We had arrived in Mheruit, the capital of the Copper Isles, where I would see if I was so fit to be a spy.
The Copper Isles were a tropical, wealthy, small Empire. Or, that is what I learned. They had slaves, which even the idea was repulsive to me. I didn't like the idea at all.
I watched as the ship docked, and I wondered, would I be able to do this? Will you? I asked myself. Let's hope so, I replied.
***
I wandered through the palace, exploring. My baggage had been put in my room with Algy. I had made sure that Raven was fine in the stables and had left. I, being nosy, had decided to see what I could before I had to go snoop and spy.
I wandered, staring at the architecture and art, wandering until I got lost. "That's why you pay attention to where you're going Smart One!" I muttered angrily to myself.
I ambled along for a while, getting more and more lost. "Excuse me," a polite well bred male, voice said, someone tapped my shoulder. "Are you lost?"
I whirled around and nearly punched him in the jaw, it was my immediate reaction. Luckily, I didn't. If I did I would have punched one of the cutest guys I had ever seen. He had black hair and black eyes. Tanned skin and well, he was cute, cuter than all the guys that had ever asked me out. "No!" I said, "Well, maybe, sorta, yes." He raised his eyebrows in question and I was tempted to go pound my head into a wall, leave it to me to be an idiot. " Yes I'm lost," I said and sighed. "Can you show me to the guest wing?" I asked.
"Of course, may I know your name?" He asked and started walking at a brisk pace.
"Kalea of – of Ebony Wood, from Tyra," I replied. "So, what's your name?"
"Adrian."
"Oh." I followed him in silence thinking. Adrian, I thought, haven't I heard that name before?
"Here is the guest room," Adrian said and stopped. "Do you need help finding your room?"
"No, I'm fine," I replied. "Oh," I said when it dawned on me. Adrian was the prince. The oldest one to be exact. The oldest prince and the heir to the throne. "Oh," I repeated, "You're the prince." Sometimes I can be just so obvious. And clueless, I was supposed to recognize the name.
"I'm glad you noticed," he replied.
"Was that sarcasm?" I demanded frowning; I didn't think that princes' would be capable of sarcasm.
"What else would it be?" he asked, in a taunting tone that I didn't like.
"I don't know!" I replied and stormed off to my room. I slammed the door and locked it. And started to unpack. I, had specific instructions to unpack myself, I had some, umm, suspicious looking stuff in my baggage, I needed to find an appropriate hiding place for.
When I was done I flopped down on the bed next to Algy. "Talk about your annoying princes," I muttered. Than I slowly drifted to sleep.
A/N: YAY! I finally got chapter eight done. Wow! I thought it would take forever. Sorry bout the short chapter. I'll probably write some more later today.