You're Late!
"whoa…you see that Miette …we're gonna live in this place…..this is Paris. Its even better than I ever imagined." Sighed Corinne her mind immediately returning to Gascony where she used to look at Paris from the cliff.
Her cat meowed in response rubbing her head against Corinne. Alphonse had promised to meet her at the market square. She was there wasn't she? But he wasn't. Corinne sighed wondering, what it would take to change old habits.
Suddenly a noise snapped Corinne out of her thoughts. A musketeer was laughing loudly in midst of a large crowd. Then she noticed he was challenging people to duel with him. Al could take about a half hour more. So why not pass time?
She weaved her way through the crowd. Once she was directly in front of the person she unsheathed her sword.
"try me" she mocked.
The guy spun on his heels to look at his challenger.
"you're a girl" he said idly.
"so?"
"shoo. I don't fight girls. A boy who respects others never fights with a girl."
"who respects himself too much to lose." She sniggered.
The crowd for once went silence their eyes darting from this courageous blonde girl whose eyes clearly radiated power to the well known musketeer. The musketeers face went red.
"its fight you want then its fight you'll get" he replied his jaw set."after this moment I'm sure you shall leave dueling to the big boys."
"lets see. And I'm sure that you shall never make this mistake ever again in your life." Corinne smirked.
" Rinny! Stop! No!" a voice called from behind.
"Al you're late. Too late"
"Pierre you know we're not aloud to duel for fun! Put your swords down both of you!"
Corinne defied him by standin' in her stance her grip tight. But Pierre dropped his sword. "um… don't tell Treville about any of this." Pierre stammered. Alphonse glared at him. "once more you defy laws and you're out"
Alphonse nodded to Corinne who just gave her opponent one last despising look and then cartwheeled onto her horse. The crowd just gaped at the girl spurring off behind Alphonse.