The Heart finds its Way

by OPS Manager

Tomboy Princess Henrietta of Trentford doesn't want to marry unless she can have an equal role in ruling her kingdom. Prince Owen Granger of Birkdale doesn't want to marry unless it's entirely for love. When the 2 unusual royals meet one day, they unknowingly set the stage for the greatest love story their 2 kingdoms have ever seen. 'Prequel to What the Heart wants It gets'

3. Early Flirting

Granger woke up early the next morning to the sound of shooting arrows. He woke up to find Hetty shooting arrows at a target.

'Oh morning. Did I wake you?' Hetty asked when she noticed him.

'Maybe a little. You're pretty good with that bow and arrow.' Granger replied.

'You ever read the press? All those articles pointing out my skilled archery skills as 'unprincesslike'?

'I try not to read toomuch into those articles, they mostly scrutinize people like us instead of appreciating us. And, anyone who says you're not good at something, doesn't know what they're missing out on.'

Stunned. 'Well thank you! (blushing). That's a very nice thing to say.' Hetty said.

'You always blush like that when guys say nice things to you?' Granger asked.

'No! No no. Only sometimes.' 'I'm blushing again, aren't I?'

Smirks. 'Maybe a little.'

Later that day

Granger was chopping firewood when he noticed Hetty was watching him.

'You like seeing men chop firewood?' He asked.

'Nah. I just think seeing certain men flexing their muscles while shirtless is hot.' Hetty replied, smirking.

'You know, for a princess, you have interesting taste. And hobbies.'

'Trust me, I'm far more nicer and interesting then all the silly tabloids make me out to be. Sure, I have a bit of a temper and I love the occasional arm wrestling competition, but that doesn't make me a boy, or unattractive, or embarrassing. It just means I am who I am.'

Stunned. 'I'm, the same. I can definitely relate to you in the 'misunderstood royal' department. Everyone thinks I just have a grumpy persona and thinks unroyal like thoughts, but that's not who I am.' Granger replied.

'Of course not! I see, a strong, flexible, kind man who gladly took in a tomboy princess for a few days because she wants to escape reality for a while.'

Then Granger smiled, and blushed. 'Thank you, that's very nice of you to say.'

'Aw, now you're blushing!'

'Wait, I am?'

Hetty chuckled.

Then the bodyguards came back with food.

'I should go inside, make sure those 2 don't try to kill each other with skinning those beasts.' Granger said.

'I'll help you carry the firewood.'

That night

'Well, I'm going to bed.' Hetty said.

'Good night, oh. And you sing really good.' Granger replied.

Blushing. 'You, you heard me singing last night?'

'Yeah, and you're pretty good.'

Hetty was speechless.

'Well um, see you tomorrow.' Then Granger went off to his room.

'HE LIKED MY SINGING?!' Hetty frantically thought.