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Chapter 4

The Small Prince III

I was never born to be a leader, yet I have to take my father's place. I don't think I am ready. Being a prince is a felt like a massive sack of rocks on your shoulders but being a king is like a massive burden. I am not ready, perhaps I will never will. Just, just not yet.

Char slump his shoulders while moaning about the dullness of his life. Stretching his arm behind he then crept down the stairs slowly, as quite as he could, trying not to distract the lady of the household, at least just for now, the mother of all manners, Madam Hattie.

Char was almost near the door of freedom, the door to the outside world, the door to most likely heaven on earth until he suddenly felt a grabbing hand on his shoulders.

"Where do you think you are going, Prince Charmont" said a voice behind.

I hate when she calls me like that! It is Char, Char, Char! I could felt the word echoing my ears. It is ultra annoying.

Char tried to turn back slowly without showing any guilty or shocking expression. He bowed slightly and pushed his brown hair at the back of his head.

"Good afternoon, madam. I was just going to have a walk. I need more fresh air," he shrugged. It was a lie, nevertheless he really need the walk to think. The fate of his country is in his hands.

"Well, then. I cannot stop you but be careful. Do not breathe too much fresh air or you will catch a cold. Unless you do not want to know the surprise," she smiled slyly. Madam Hattie walked off and head straight to the dining room.

Char sighed silently. That was a narrow escape. Usually, Madam Hattie will pursue nor force him to read the Shakespeare poem and recite it for about hundreds of time.

Thank god! I thought she was going to give me a lesson or something. Phew. Better, hurry before she change her mind and clutches me in her hands.

Char was flicking the stones at the lake until Madam's Hattie voice echoed again in his heads.

"…a surprise…"

What kind of surprise did she meant?

His mind drifted miles away. He looked down and continued to walk until he suddenly bumped someone. Pain suddenly stung his forehead.

"Pardon me, but you should watch where you are going," Char pulled the person up, who fell over under him. He pulled the person's hand, firmly

"Excuse me, whoever you are, but I did-not bumped into you. You were staring through the mid air and never looked at where you are heading" Char was stunned. She bumped into a girl and offended her!

If Madam Hattie hears at what I just said, she will teach me all over again about manners using her thick book about 100 ways or curtsy. I never know they were hundreds ways of doing curtsy.

All he can see was a fiery green eye that looked through him. The girl seemed to looked familiar, though. Long wavy black hair, skin as white as the snow and there is something familiar about the green eyes. For the first time in his life, he felt like he was in the time turner, looking back at the past.

Have I ever met her before? I have seen her before, but where?

"I'm sorry, but who are you? You shouldn't be…," the girl still looked quite furious. Her eyes was filled with every expression; pain, sadness, frustration, loneliness and bitterness all mixed up.

"I am Ella and I-am-not trespassing this place!"

The girl shivered. She landed on the ground quite hard and that make Char spread with guilty.

"Are you alright?" Char bend down to have a clear look. Her long hair that makes it hard to see the expression on her face hid her face.

"I am fine,"

It is an obvious lie, all right. She was still rubbing her forehead and gave a rather frustration look. She muttered something under her breathes. Suddenly, a necklace and a camera fell from her hands. Char quickly picked it to make it up with her.

Char went down to his knees and surprisingly looked closely at the item. There was a dim green glow when he picked up the necklace. He can't help but feel attracted to it. Without having a clear look at it, Ella snatched it.

"Hey, I was just helping," Char quickly backed away.

He wouldn't take any risk on the furious girl who looks like going to attack him any minute now.

"Well, I don't need any of your help, Mr- who- ever- you- are. Thank you very much. You are the one who needs all the help or at least a brain with an eye," she then quickly sent off.

"Oh yeah? You are the one who should watch where you are going. Next time don't walk while you are looking through the camera. The distance may not be as what it sees," Char yelled back. For some reason, he was grinning of his achievement.

She is too pretty to have an attitude like that. Guys could have swarm her but I don't think so now. I bet people are all terrified of her attitude.

Ella turned her back and shot him an angry look at him. Char just smiled at her. She then continues on walking until she gave another last look on the person who offended her.

Char looked back too and realised they were both looking into each other's eyes. After realising at the awkward moment, they quickly walk opposite of each other.

He, Char could felt that it won't be the last time he would see her. A warm tinkling feeling suddenly swept him.

What am I thinking?

Alright, alright. I know there are many Grammar mistakes. Who can blame me? I only do my Grammar learning twice a week. Anyway, keep on giving the reviews okay? Say anything you want. I am ready. Thanks to everybody who support me on writing especially, YOU GUYS.

Written by Green lovers a.k.a bellequest :)