The Princess Bribe 5
Wesley held the weeping Emily close to him.
"It is my fault for his death," she cried, "poor W."
"You never knew," Wesley kissed away her tears, "now, we shall sleep and load up. A ship for the USA is leaving tomorrow. And then we will be free, my darling."
She felt safe with him. They were in a hollow tree, the rain pounding not reaching them. She fell asleep in his lap, and he eased into dreamless sleep until dawn broke. Carrying her, he rushed to the dock. She woke up there, and the two waited to board.
"Hold on there!" a sandy blonde-haired boy with kind ice eyes ran to them, "I know her. I wish to take her, and I will battle you."
Wesley looked at Emily. "You know him?"
"No," she lied. It was as if she knew him in the back of her mind, but she just couldn't think of it…
"Go away," Wesley ordered.
The man drew a sword. "I will battle."
"Very well," Wesley drew his own sword, "might I get your name?"
"Jayden," the two were soon fighting fiercely. The crowd and Emily watched, amazed.
Suddenly, the mysterious Jayden jabbed Wesley in the gut. With one swift motion, Wesley was defeated, swimming out of the frigid water.
"I am sorry, my love," Wesley kissed her one more time.
"I like you," a cute little brunette came to him.
"I always had a thing for brunettes," Wesley was soon gone happily with her.
"He may not truly love you," Jayden took Emily's hand, leading her onto the ship, "but I do."
"How can you?" she was ticked off at him, "I don't love you, and Wesley…I don't understand him. If he doesn't love me after being with me so long, you can't love me after just meeting me?"
"You'll see," he replied as they settled in their room, "when we get to the USA."