For hours the Prince stayed there with his knights talking and drinking. I still never really saw the Prince touch his ale but somehow it always ends up empty with the rest of them. Constantly, I have to get up and get them refills and then when I bring them back I am expected to sit back on his lap with his arm around me. Each time I come back, I swear that they are all talking about me but I have no clue as to what they are saying."Well, I do not know about the rest of you but I think that I am going to retire for the night. Go ahead and find yourselves some company and I will see you all first light." The Prince says pushing me off of him.I try to walk into the kitchen but he stops me with a hand on my shoulder. When I turn to look at him he just chuckles and holds out his hand expecting me to take it. I know that he is the Prince and all but he could definitely work on wooing a girl. Still, I reluctantly take his hand and allow him to drag me to his bedroom. Okay, I walked somew
As soon as I settle on the bed next to the Prince, I turn my back towards him so that I do not have to look at him the entire night. He is not willing to let me get away with the distance though as he wraps his arms around me and pulls me to him. The fact that he is unbelievably comfortable is not helping me to keep my guard up around him."So, we are just going to lay here and sleep and then you are going to leave in the morning?" I ask to clarify things. "That is the general idea. Unless you wish to come with me. Then you could leave when we leave in the morning." He whispers in my ear.His mouth is close enough to my earlobe that I can feel his lips moving against it. The feeling sends shivers down my body that I try to hide from him but I swear that I can still feel the smug bastard smirking from behind me. He has to know that he has some effect on me. Even if I do not wish to have a relationship with him."Why would I want to do something like that? I just got here." I tell hi
I wake up to light streaming through the windows. The bed next to me is now empty and all of his stuff is already gone. How did he manage to leave while I slept? I never sleep that soundly. I have had to fight for my life for most of it and being a heavy sleeper would have ended up with my death years ago.Wiping my eyes, I get up and make my way to the door. He did say that they were leaving early. Maybe they have all already left? I will have to go and talk to Hunt before I start my day though. I do not want him thinking that I did anything stupid last night. I mean, I did but not as stupid as what he is thinking.When I get down the stairs I find that Mary is in the kitchen helping to get things set up for the day. She glances up at me in surprise as I walk straight past her and into the stables. If she really does believe our story then that is the first place that I should be going anyways so thankfully, she does not try to stop me.I make my way up the stairs to find that Hunt i
Hunt hurries through his breakfast and heads straight to the stables before I even get a chance to make it through mine. He does not so much as glance at me when he passes by me. Letting out a sigh, I look at my only half eaten bowl of oats and get up. I cannot seem to get myself to finish my food when Hunt is angry with me.He has never been this upset with me in the past. Even when I went into the castle and stole the crown he was on my side. He did not question me he just showed up to help me get away safely. When I decided to take a job here he happily took one with me to make sure that I was okay. Now, he is upset because I spent the night with a Prince?That is not going to work for me. if he does not want to be here then he does not have to stay. I am perfectly capable of taking care of myself. I have done it plenty in my life. Sure, he has always been there with me but that does not mean that I need him. It might be a lie that I have to keep telling myself but if that is what
I find the Prince straying into my thoughts for the rest of the day. Hunt never once comes to talk to me so I have the entire day to stew over what happened as well as how to fix it. There is no way that I am going to be able to keep working with Hunt and seeing him every day if he does not allow for me to explain things and for him to hear them out. It is not fair to me or to our friendship for him to do this. It is not like I really betrayed him or anything.For lunch I decide to take it outside and eat it behind the stables. I am not ready to see Hunt look at me accusingly and still continue about his day. Instead, when I grab my food and mumble that I will be back to Cook she gives me a sad smile as she watches me walk out of the door. Hunt passes by me on my way but I keep my eyes down so that he cannot see the hurt in them.I swear that I could almost feel him reach out to stop me but I just keep walking. If he wants to talk to me then he is going to have to do it the right way.
Do I sleep in the Prince's room for the night or do I make myself go and face Hunt once again? That is a question that I find yslf hung up on for the rest of my shift doing dishes. The bed in the Prince's room really is quite comfortable. I am sure that the stables are not anywhere near as nice to sleep in. How would Hunt feel if I were to go and sleep in there? He got so upset about last night that he might think I am selling out for something better.It might be best for me to just go into the stables at first and see what happens. The room can always be my fall back plan if Hunt is being overly rude when I get in there. My comfort comes second to getting him back talking to me again. Since he ate lunch with me I am hopeful that he has moved on enough from last night for me to be able to talk to him again. It might have only been one day but I miss my best friend. "Where are you going to be staying tonight?" Mary asks walking up to me.I feel like she is testing me and my response
"What are you doing here?" Hunt says as he kicks my boot to wake me up. I look up at him groggily. I must have fallen asleep waiting for him to come back. Sure enough, he is plenty drunk and it looks like he is looking for a fight. Whatever though. It would not be the first time that we fought. We both tend to fight rather dirty. Unluckily for him, he woke me up from a rather deep sleep so I am not going to hold back. "What do you mean what am I doing? What were you doing all night?" I yell back at him. "Does it really matter? It is not like you checked in with me last night. You just did whatever you want, which just happens to be the Prince. You know, the one that we are supposed to be avoiding?" He yells at me. Hopefully there is nobody awake that heard that part of our argument. My eyes grow wide as I drop my face into my hands. Hunt must think that I am defeated as he lets out a sigh and walks towards me. I am nowhere near done with this argument but it is not worth everybody
The next morning, I wake up earlier than Hunt. If we want our plan to work we need to be seen together as little as possible. A little grumbling when we are in the same room might not go amiss either. Luckily, my bed leaves a lot to be desired in terms of comfort so it is not difficult for me to push myself up and get ready for the day. By the time that Hunt gets up and moves around, I am already in the kitchen washing dishes. I rushed through eating my breakfast so that I would not have to eat at the same table. Mary sees me actively trying to avoid him and comes over with what I am sure she believes to be wonderfully sage advice."You know, I once had a fight with my husband. It lasted a month before we realized how silly it was. We still could not stand the idea of not being together but at the same time we could not stand to be around each other either. In the end, we decided that instead of being miserable apart we could be miserable together. Once we came to that decision and s