Chapter 6: A New Man
"Ah, hello young Mr B. Haven't seen you around lately. What can I do for ya today?" asked the local grocer.
"Oh just the usual. Carrots for Philippe and I'll take some lettuce and apples for me." Replied a tall light-brown haired man.
"Alrighty then son. Just a moment." The grocer replied as he headed out the back, to collect the man's order.
As he waited he saw his own reflection staring back at him in the shiny metal scales, which sat on the grocers counter. The man he had become over the last three years was not someone he had ever pictured himself as being.
He was still the same on the outside, but after the unfortunate events that had happened so long ago, he felt himself mentally change into a kind, caring person that was able to control his temper with ease.
He was not known to the people of this town when he had first arrived. I mean who would recognise a prince who lived in a castle and was practically a beast for most of his life, and always kept to himself. The other fact was that this town was at least a week's journey from where he had once lived.
Finally the grocer had arrived back on the scene with his vegetables and fruit.
The man handed the grocer the money and thanked him kindly as he turned back to his horse. He strapped on the sacks of food and heaved himself onto the horses back.
"Okay Philippe, lets go home." He whispered gently patting the horse on the right side of his neck.
Home? Where was home now you ask?
Well over a little country road a few miles away from the village sits a small little cabin, which, he has lived in for almost three years now since the events took place.
"Ah Philippe isn't it nice to be free?" asked the man who was taking in the sweet scent of blossoming flowers, now that it was almost summer.
The horse neighed in agreement and trotted off towards their little home, which Mr B. had grown quite fond of.
On the way he glanced around, thinking about how simple life seemed and how he always felt so serene. He had felt nothing quite like this for some time.
After about thirty minutes Mr B. spotted his little house appearing over the hill in the distance. He pulled on Philippe's reigns and ordered the horse to stop.
There they stood gazing out over the forest which lived only meters away from his home.
"Ah." Sighed Mr B. calmly. "Come on Philippe let's go and have some lunch."
The pair then rode all the way down to the house at a fast pace, and Mr B. couldn't have felt happier.
A/N: Hey everyone I'm back. You didn't think I was seriously going to leave my story at the fifth chapter did you? Well here is my sixth chapter. It is set three years after the unfortunate events took place and the prince is now known as Mr B.
Enjoy and review!
P.S. I am going on holidays from the 30th of December and the following two weeks, so if you don't see anything from me during that time. That's why.
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