Chapter 7
"Hey, you there, please, please wait!"
Danielle turned around to find a tired and sweaty Henry behind her. She was on her way back to Thérèse's chateau when she heard him calling her. She stopped dead in her tracks and waited for him.
"Whew," Henry exclaimed as he finally caught up with her. "Do you always walk that quickly?"
Danielle smiled and nodded her head. "I certainly do and by the way my first name is not "hey". Remember, hey is for horses."
Henry turned red again. "Sorry, I guess that I was just wasn't thinking."
Danielle smiled. "No need to apologize, Your Highness. We all make mistakes sometime."
Henry smiled at that. He didn't make move or make a sound. He stood there staring at Danielle.
"What's wrong," Danielle asked him.
"Well," Henry answered, quickly, "you did get one thing wrong. The name is Henry, not Your Highness."
Danielle nodded. "That is your title, not your name. Besides, we don't know each other very well."
Henry smiled. "No," he said, "not yet, anyway." He looked at her. She was lovely, her long brown hair worn loose and spilling over her shoulders. She had the biggest brown eyes he had ever seen. She looked like an angel.
"Would you like to get to know me better, Your Highness?"
"Yes," Henry answered. "I would, one thing especially."
"And that is?"
"Where did you learn such swordplay?"
Danielle smiled. "My father taught me before he died four months ago."
Henry brightened. "Yes, that's right. Your father was Auguste de Barbarac."
Now it was Danielle's turn to be surprised. "Yes, he was." Her eyes narrowed. "Your aunt must have told you."
"Speaking of my aunt, we should get back. I have something that I must get. Come, I'll walk with you. We'll talk on the way."
It was at that moment that Danielle heard a sound coming from the woods. She looked over at Henry.
"Did you hear that?"
Henry nodded. "Yes, Danielle, but I don't see anyone. It had to have been an animal." He smiled. "You never know what's crawling around here these days."
They smiled at each and continued to walk, each of them believing that they were alone.
It couldn't be farther from the truth. Someone was watching their movements and watching very carefully.
"Hey, you there, please, please wait!"
Danielle turned around to find a tired and sweaty Henry behind her. She was on her way back to Thérèse's chateau when she heard him calling her. She stopped dead in her tracks and waited for him.
"Whew," Henry exclaimed as he finally caught up with her. "Do you always walk that quickly?"
Danielle smiled and nodded her head. "I certainly do and by the way my first name is not "hey". Remember, hey is for horses."
Henry turned red again. "Sorry, I guess that I was just wasn't thinking."
Danielle smiled. "No need to apologize, Your Highness. We all make mistakes sometime."
Henry smiled at that. He didn't make move or make a sound. He stood there staring at Danielle.
"What's wrong," Danielle asked him.
"Well," Henry answered, quickly, "you did get one thing wrong. The name is Henry, not Your Highness."
Danielle nodded. "That is your title, not your name. Besides, we don't know each other very well."
Henry smiled. "No," he said, "not yet, anyway." He looked at her. She was lovely, her long brown hair worn loose and spilling over her shoulders. She had the biggest brown eyes he had ever seen. She looked like an angel.
"Would you like to get to know me better, Your Highness?"
"Yes," Henry answered. "I would, one thing especially."
"And that is?"
"Where did you learn such swordplay?"
Danielle smiled. "My father taught me before he died four months ago."
Henry brightened. "Yes, that's right. Your father was Auguste de Barbarac."
Now it was Danielle's turn to be surprised. "Yes, he was." Her eyes narrowed. "Your aunt must have told you."
"Speaking of my aunt, we should get back. I have something that I must get. Come, I'll walk with you. We'll talk on the way."
It was at that moment that Danielle heard a sound coming from the woods. She looked over at Henry.
"Did you hear that?"
Henry nodded. "Yes, Danielle, but I don't see anyone. It had to have been an animal." He smiled. "You never know what's crawling around here these days."
They smiled at each and continued to walk, each of them believing that they were alone.
It couldn't be farther from the truth. Someone was watching their movements and watching very carefully.