Heres es the next chapter I just could not wait to write it! Seriously where I am I wrote it at 2:39 am and now it is 3:10 am! LOL. ?
(5 mins later) Grahams POV
"Emma look." I say pointing to a carriage.
"Clothes?" She asks.
"I'll go get some."
She nods.
"don't let anyone see you." I tell her.
"Ok" she goes and sits behind the bushes.
I run up to the carriage look through the clothes for some smaller sizes.
I see brown pants, white blouse, and a faded red peasant jacked.
Great disguise. I think to myself.
Even though I'm wearing normal clothes I grab some extra and a beat up satchel and shove them in it.
Then I run over to Emma.
She needed clothes. Not just because a gown in noticeable, but because she can't travel in it. At least she's wearing boots. I think to myself.
"Here princess." I say handing them to her.
"For disguise." I add.
"Thank you Graham." She says.
She starts to turn around and I realize I was staring at her.
I blush.
"Oh sorry princess." I say and I turn around to let her change.
After a minute I hear, "Graham?"
"Yes princess?" I answer.
she has her pants, shoes, and blouse on but her jacket is on the ground,
"Can you help me?" She asks I can see her did jet with the strings on the back of her blouse.
"Yes princess" I tie it " there you go princess."
"Please don't call me that." She says while starting to braid her golden hair.
"Wow for a princess you certainly like to take care of yourself your majesty."
"Well I am 12 And please call me Emma."
"Actually now that I think about it we can't call me Emma" she adds.
Then I realize she is right.
If we are going to have to hide for awhile she can't be princess Emma anymore.
"But I can be Graham right." I ask not truly sure.
I can she her think.
"Um.. Well your north a princess in disguise so I guess you are still Graham." She starts.
"But who am I then?" She asks me.
"What about Elizabeth?" I ask.
"Ok, but can you still call me Emma?" She asks.
"If it slips or I need to then I will call you Emma," "Did you hear me Elizabeth?" I ask and I look at her face.
She smiles.
How are her eyes so blue and gorgeous? I ask myself.
"Oh here." I say handing her my hat.
"What for?" She asks grabbing it.
"You can't look like the princess at all." I tell her.
"Oh, right." She says.
"I think we should go to sleep." I say.
"Ok." She starts looking around ant then points "there." She says.
I look at where she's pointing in a big bush there is a opening with leaves.
We start walking over.
She lays down and so do I but I leave enough space in-between us.
She shuts her eyes and tries to fall asleep using my head as her pillow while I use my satchel.
"Good night Graham." She says.
"Good night Elizabeth." I say.
She keeps her eyes closed but she smiles.
I take the time to study her face.
Her eyes are still puffy from crying and she has some black dust on her, probably from the fire, but other then that she looks gorgeous.
Her life is going to be hard, but I'm going to help her through it. I think to myself.
Just then Emma snuggles closer to me and I have no problem putting my arm around this beautiful girl to keep her warm.