Chapter 7
Sleeping in the woods was actually great, my back hurt, but the smell and sounds were soothing.
"When we get closer to town we'll have to bring you in rolled up in the tarp. Conrart said.
"aw whaa-t?"
"Your black dress, eyes and hair are too noticible." Yuuri explained.
"I know…here." I gave Murata his glasses back and mounted his horse, right behind him.
"you don't mind if I bunk with you right? I'll be more comfortable riding with you than with Conrart who's a…you know, a man."
"…I'm glad I'm comfortable."
"Don't be offended, it's nothing personal."
"Oh I don't care, I'm glad I'm so approchable." Murata said with a smile. And I thought he was hurt by what I said...
Conrart used a slender telescope to see if we were close enough to let me know I had to hide now. Soon the time came and I unenergetically went back into my hiding spot. I would've paid to the innkeeper's expression when Conrart and Wolfram carried me in wrapped in a tarp. I emerged to Murata untying my feet.
"Thanks."
"I've asked the inkeeper to buy a dress for you." Yuuri said.
"Did you say it was for you?"
"Did I…what?"
"Nothing, thanks for that."
C-"I'm going to look around; Wolfram, protect his majesty, his eminence and her excellency."
"You don't have to tell me."
How much do you wanna bet we'll be doing some 'looking around' of our own…?
Y-"Since we're near Small Simmaron, maybe we should visit Sarah."
W-"Why would you want to do that?"
"He's my friend." Right cuz he's a boy- oh crap!
"Does that sound like a bad idea Murata?"
"Well… with three of us and only Conrart and Wolfram it probably isn't the best idea."
"If I wasn't here, maybe you'd be able to go…" I murmured.
"Don't feel bad!" Yuurie cried.
"I said that out loud?!" knock knock.
"Come in!" I tossed myself over the backrest of the couch.
"The dress you asked for my boy," the woman crooned. I lifted my head a little to see.
"Thank you." I hurled myself over it. Yuuri found the shoulders in the folds and held it up. It was all in sky blue, a tie criss crossing on the chest.
"…right 'cuz girls don't wear pants…"
"I forgot about your shoes…" I looked down at my feet. I was wearling Celly's black pumps.
"enh." I shrugged. I took the dress and went behing the divider in the room.
"Stay away from this side!" Through the cracks I saw them huddle and skitter to the corner. Rolling my eyes I slipped the dress off of my shoulders and pulled on the dress. Wow, lucky me; snug fit...
To mold it closely to the female body, there were stitches running down my shoulder blades and breasts.
"How do I look?" I twirled for effects.
"…uh…"
"It was a rhetorical question. Men." I nudged Wolfram playfully.
W-"I don't get it…" You are the most 'feminine…I started recalling Wolfram in that orange dress.
Y-"Conrart's been gone for a long time…" he groaned. I started braiding my hair using the tiny mirror in the nightstand.
"I was wondering what he'd find out asking around. I'm guessing if there's been visitors entering the castle grounds the carriage would use the common roads and loads of people would notice. What do we do if there hasn't been anyone going in or claiming the throne? If someone has made a claim then a villager would have heard somehow and passed it around…"
W-"Conrart will hear about it,"
"Right but if he doesn't?"
Y-"Then who will be the new King?" Conrart! Let it be Conrart! I yelled in my head.
"Berias." I certain young, blond, King said. His guard and Uncle turned to him, giving all of his attention.
"I think it is time Small Simmeron grows up…"
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