Young MacGuffins Perspective
He hadn't been prepared. Nothing could have prepared him for this moment. He could feel his face heating up when her eyes met his. He knew he had to let go but something was telling him not to. He saw her lips moving but did not register any words that came forth.
This was closer than he ever thought he'd get to the princess. He took some time to study her face, not letting the opportunity slip by. He noticed she had the most endearing freckles upon her cheeks which contrasted against her paleness. He could feel a few wild curls caressing his face and noted how close she was. He found himself unexpectedly leaning forward a bit.
"….. Macguffin." She said. He snapped from his stupor like trance. She remarked clearly embarrassed. "C-Could you put me down…please."
There went his infernal face again heating up as he noticed she was still in his arms. He put her down gingerly.
"Thank you…. for saving me." She said. She avoided eye contact and tried to look anywhere else but his face. He nodded.
Their awkward moment was broken when the queen rushed over to her daughter. He watched the queen check and make sure the princess was indeed alright before turning to him and thanking him. The queen proceeded to lead the princess out of the room. Once the door shut it was only seconds before the teasing commenced.
His father came up and slapped him on the back. "Good job lad!" He chuckled. His clan cried out in approval. The other clans threw around teasing words, even the bear king Fergus remarked what a noble lad he was for saving the fair princess while chuckling.
How Young Macguffin wished he could disappear at that moment.
Young Macintosh's comments weren't welcomed either "Up to tricks Macguffin? Trying to sweep her off her feet so to speak." He smirked and the room burst into laughter.
Aye he was never going to live this down was he?
The laughter died instantly when the doors burst open to reveal a very livid queen. She slowly and regally made her way to her throne. Once she reached her destination she turned to the lords and their clansmen.
"Now then." She started. "There will be no more fighting. Is that perfectly clear?" The clansmen nodded quietly. The lords attempted to apologize but Elinor raised her hand and stopped them.
"All this fighting nearly cost me my daughter. If it hadn't been for Young Macguffin she would have…..." the words buried themselves in the Queen's throat. She sighed and took a moment to collect herself. "It's been a long day and I'm pretty sure you're all tired. My maids will show you to your rooms where you can rest before dinner."
The Queen was about to make her exit when she stopped. "One more thing my dear lords. I'd like to commend Young Macguffin's actions and give him my blessing….and anyone caught teasing the young lad will have to answer to me." She smiled warmly at Young Macguffin and exited the room once more.
Young Macguffin was grateful for the extra support from the queen, what he was not so happy about was the small snickers he heard behind him. He only hoped that everything would be forgotten by dinner. Judging by the enormous grin his father currently wore told him he was hoping for too much.