"Of all the people in the land my father could have hired he hires an arrogant, anti-social outcast to torture me!" Bra whined.
"Don't you every shut up?" 17 asked trying to drown out her constant complaining.
"Bite me!" Bra snapped.
"You can scream all you want. No ones going to come to your rescue." 17 informed hoping that would quiet her down.
"And how would you know peasant?" Bra insulted.
"We're deep in the forest. No one travels through here." 17 explained ducking under a low tree branch.
"Aren't bounty hunters supposed to have great sense of directions? You're going to wrong way idiot!" Bra continued her verbal abuse of 17.
"We're taking a different route. One that will take twice as long." 17 ignored the princess insults.
"But not because I want to spend more time with you princess." 17 added when he saw Bra roll her eyes at his explanation.
"Enlighten me." Bra challenged.
"I intend to stay far away from any of the main roads in order to avoid any interference from noisy towns people or travelers." 17 revealed his reasons.
"As annoying as you are you're still worth a princess's ransom." 17 laughed at his little joke.
"So how much did daddy dearest pay you?" Bra asked no amused by 17's sense of humor.
"55 million." 17 answered truthfully.
"What? I'm worth a lot more than that! 555 million at least!" Bra cried outraged. 17 couldn't help, but laugh at the princess pride.
"You look like a greedy scoundrel. If you let me go I'll pay you double what my father is." Bra tried to negotiate her release.
"And how are you planning to get all that money? You can't possibly have more than a few thousands on you in gold coins and maybe a few thousands more in jewelry." 17 brought up a good point she hadn't thought of.
"Besides if I fail to complete my mission the King will surely have me killed." 17 responded actually being civil.
"Now I defiantly have to escape and make sure I'm there for you're execution. In fact I want to be the one to pull the guillotine lever." Bra said meanly.
"Don't hold your breath princess." 17 advised stopping at a clearing.
"Now what?" Bra demanded impatiently.
"Now we stop and make camp. It'll be night soon." 17 explained helping Bra off the horse.
"What? Here? No way! I'm the princess! I don't sleep outside!" Bra protested, but to no avail. This was one fight she could not win……
"I can believe I've been made to camp out like some commoner by this inferior creature." Bra thought out loud looking over at 17 sleeping next to her. The rope that bound her hands together was tied around his belt so she could try to escape without waking him up.
"Why me?" Bra asked the heavens as she turned away from 17 in disgust and watched the campfire burn.
"I might not be able to escape while 17's alive, but if he's dead it'd be easy." Bra smirked grabbing a near by torch looking branch and putting it in the dancing flame catching it on fire.
As silent as a professional assassin Bra walked over to the sleeping bounty hunter and held the torch to him.
Authors Note- Would Bra really kill 17?