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Chapter Ten
(I have no idea for a good name so this is just going to be "Untitled")
I woke up in the Copper Isles, wishing I was somewhere else. I got up and dressed, fixing my hair and got up to go. "Oh!" I said and hit my forehead. "I should check in with Myles." I turned around and walked back into my room. I found my mirror and looked into it. I muttered the words that Myles told me and a person appeared where my reflection once was in the mirror. "Hi," I said to the unfamiliar face in the mirror, "I have a message for Myles."
"Hold on, I'll go get him," the man drawled. All images left the mirror until Myles appeared.
"Ah, so you finally decided to bless us with your presence," Myles said, smiling.
"I got side tracked by a conceited prince and the lack of sleep finally catching up with me," I said in defense.
"So, you met Prince Adrian," Myles said, looking interested. "What did you think of him, his coronation is this winter."
"He's going to be King?" I demanded and looked around in disbelief. "I think he's a conceited ingrate." I rolled my eyes and thought of a better word, being: ASSHOLE! Of course, that was just me, but still! Who wanted to have a King that was a complete ASSHOLE!? "I need to go have breakfast," I said and got up. "Well, I'm here, do you want me to do get any information tonight?" I asked.
"None needed," Myles said.
I had breakfast and than went out to go riding. I rode through one of the pastures, looking at the palace from the outside. "I wonder where the archery ranges are?" I asked Raven. "Damn! I can't do archery, I'm supposed to be the perfect maiden." Well, that spoiled my fun considerably.
I sat rode to one of the far corners of the field. I dismounted and hung my light cloak on the fence and just rested. My pleasant rest was disturbed when someone on horseback came by and swept up my cloak and rode away with it. The person was cloaked and the hood pulled up over his face.
"Hey!" I yelled, "you bring that back here!"
"Come and get it," a male taunted, his voice strangely familiar.
"Fine!" I retorted, "I will!" I leapt up and mounted Raven, bringing her into a gallop.
I chased him as he yelled taunts at me. I did NOT like guys who teased me. We passed through a small orchard, weaving in between the apple trees. I spotted a small, hard green apple and smiled. As I passed I reached up and picked it. I let go of the reins and steered Raven with my legs, glad she was well trained. I took careful aim and threw the apple at him.
"OW!" he exclaimed when it hit him in the head and he fell from his horse.
I trotted up and stopped Raven and grabbed my cloak. He sat up and his hood fell off. "My lady is an excellent rider and has a good aim, better than I thought," Prince Adrian said, rubbing his head.
I put my hands to my mouth, this could NOT be happening to me. "Your Highness, I'm sorry, I – I didn't know it was you," I stammered.
"You weren't supposed to know," he said and laughed. His horse had come trotting back. "What do they teach you in Tyra?" he asked and mounted.
"What do you mean?" I asked and mounted. "I'm lost again, can you show me back to the stables?"
"None of the ladies here can or would ride like that. I don't think they can throw that well either," he said and rubbed his head again. "I need to go there too, just follow me."
"I had five older brothers," I replied, according to who I was supposed to be, I did. "I learned it all purely in self defense. They were all terrors. They would pull that sort of prank on me all the time." This made Adrian laugh and I looked at him skeptically, "It's unladylike, don't tell me, I hear it all the time."
"I wasn't going to say that," he said. "I think it's wonderful that there's at least one court lady who doesn't need help rescuing some odd trinket of theirs."
I nodded. "I'm not exactly what you would call a damsel in distress."
"That's good." He looked at me oddly and than looked away. I didn't know what he was thinking, I am not a mind reader, and I didn't want to know. When I we got to the stables I dismounted.
"Thank you," I said. "It was nice of you to show me the way back."
"Would you – " he started and than shut his mouth, blushing slightly. "Would you like to go riding with me tomorrow?"
Oh my, I thought. It was the equivalent of asking me out on a date. I had gone on very few dates throughout my life in America, even though I got quite a few offers. "I– I –" I stammered, "I'd love to." What was I supposed to say?
Chapter Ten
(I have no idea for a good name so this is just going to be "Untitled")
I woke up in the Copper Isles, wishing I was somewhere else. I got up and dressed, fixing my hair and got up to go. "Oh!" I said and hit my forehead. "I should check in with Myles." I turned around and walked back into my room. I found my mirror and looked into it. I muttered the words that Myles told me and a person appeared where my reflection once was in the mirror. "Hi," I said to the unfamiliar face in the mirror, "I have a message for Myles."
"Hold on, I'll go get him," the man drawled. All images left the mirror until Myles appeared.
"Ah, so you finally decided to bless us with your presence," Myles said, smiling.
"I got side tracked by a conceited prince and the lack of sleep finally catching up with me," I said in defense.
"So, you met Prince Adrian," Myles said, looking interested. "What did you think of him, his coronation is this winter."
"He's going to be King?" I demanded and looked around in disbelief. "I think he's a conceited ingrate." I rolled my eyes and thought of a better word, being: ASSHOLE! Of course, that was just me, but still! Who wanted to have a King that was a complete ASSHOLE!? "I need to go have breakfast," I said and got up. "Well, I'm here, do you want me to do get any information tonight?" I asked.
"None needed," Myles said.
I had breakfast and than went out to go riding. I rode through one of the pastures, looking at the palace from the outside. "I wonder where the archery ranges are?" I asked Raven. "Damn! I can't do archery, I'm supposed to be the perfect maiden." Well, that spoiled my fun considerably.
I sat rode to one of the far corners of the field. I dismounted and hung my light cloak on the fence and just rested. My pleasant rest was disturbed when someone on horseback came by and swept up my cloak and rode away with it. The person was cloaked and the hood pulled up over his face.
"Hey!" I yelled, "you bring that back here!"
"Come and get it," a male taunted, his voice strangely familiar.
"Fine!" I retorted, "I will!" I leapt up and mounted Raven, bringing her into a gallop.
I chased him as he yelled taunts at me. I did NOT like guys who teased me. We passed through a small orchard, weaving in between the apple trees. I spotted a small, hard green apple and smiled. As I passed I reached up and picked it. I let go of the reins and steered Raven with my legs, glad she was well trained. I took careful aim and threw the apple at him.
"OW!" he exclaimed when it hit him in the head and he fell from his horse.
I trotted up and stopped Raven and grabbed my cloak. He sat up and his hood fell off. "My lady is an excellent rider and has a good aim, better than I thought," Prince Adrian said, rubbing his head.
I put my hands to my mouth, this could NOT be happening to me. "Your Highness, I'm sorry, I – I didn't know it was you," I stammered.
"You weren't supposed to know," he said and laughed. His horse had come trotting back. "What do they teach you in Tyra?" he asked and mounted.
"What do you mean?" I asked and mounted. "I'm lost again, can you show me back to the stables?"
"None of the ladies here can or would ride like that. I don't think they can throw that well either," he said and rubbed his head again. "I need to go there too, just follow me."
"I had five older brothers," I replied, according to who I was supposed to be, I did. "I learned it all purely in self defense. They were all terrors. They would pull that sort of prank on me all the time." This made Adrian laugh and I looked at him skeptically, "It's unladylike, don't tell me, I hear it all the time."
"I wasn't going to say that," he said. "I think it's wonderful that there's at least one court lady who doesn't need help rescuing some odd trinket of theirs."
I nodded. "I'm not exactly what you would call a damsel in distress."
"That's good." He looked at me oddly and than looked away. I didn't know what he was thinking, I am not a mind reader, and I didn't want to know. When I we got to the stables I dismounted.
"Thank you," I said. "It was nice of you to show me the way back."
"Would you – " he started and than shut his mouth, blushing slightly. "Would you like to go riding with me tomorrow?"
Oh my, I thought. It was the equivalent of asking me out on a date. I had gone on very few dates throughout my life in America, even though I got quite a few offers. "I– I –" I stammered, "I'd love to." What was I supposed to say?