"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
For a couple of weeks Hunt and I keep watch on all of the comings and goings at the Inn.Nothing as eventful as when the Prince stopped in happens even though we try our best to keep track of it all. Every lunch I head out back and watch to see if there is another drop but I do not catch one. It could just have been a fluke meeting spot but normally the meeting spot does not change too often as it gets more difficult to keep track of. Hunt and I have done a decent job of making sure that everybody believes we are still not talking. Mary has been much kinder to me as she thinks that I am upset over it. She is always giving me a kind word or an extra meal like it would make up for things if we were really arguing. At night, that is a different story.Every night I go up to the loft early while Hunt goes out. He goes out until most of the others are asleep and then he comes back to the loft. He pretends to stumble in all inebriated but in reality he has really just been scouting around.
"What is it with you wanting me to stay with you? We have always known that there would come a time when we are not able to stay with each other. Our lives are not the easy kind. What happened all of a sudden to change how you want our future to go?" I ask him."I thought that I was going to lose you. That is what happened. I thought that you were going to get caught stealing from the king and that would be the end of it. It terrified me. You jumped into danger just to prove yourself with no second thought to me. What do you think would happen to me if you had been caught?" He asks me quietly.I am glad that he lowered his voice for this conversation so that nobody is able to hear everything that he just said. It was enough to make sure that I went to prison for my actions if not outright killed for them. With him speaking more quietly though, I find that some of his intentions are coming through a little differently than I would normally take them. Does he really like me as more than
The following day I try everything that I can to get Hunt to change his mind. It might have originally been my idea for him to go back and gather information but this is not the way that I wanted for it to happen. I wanted for us to come to the decision together so that we could work better together. Now, I am not sure if he is going to come back or not once he gets what he needs. He very well might just stay there. Would I really wait around for him if he does leave? When I enter the kitchen to grab breakfast I find that Hunt has already spoken to Mary about leaving. The look that she gives me when I enter is full of pity as I grab my breakfast and make my way to a table. I have no idea what all Hunt told her but I do know that things are not going to be the same around here after today. I grab a table and notice that nobody is bothering to make eye contact with me. I have not exactly made any friends since I have been working here but I thought that a few were beginning to open up
I hurriedly step away from Hunt and look up into his eyes before looking behind me at the Prince. I can tell that he is clearly upset that he walked in on me kissing Hunt but that is not what makes me the most angry. What really gets me is that when I look back at Hunt I can see the calculating look in his eyes. It is the same one that has always meant that he has weighed all of the risks of something and carefully calculated the outcomes. It is the look that tells me that he knew the Prince was standing there when he decided to kiss me to see how I would react.The gall of this man to do something like this to me. To not believe me when I told him that the Prince does not mean anything to me. To not believe that I have no feelings for either of them. Then, to put me on the spot like that. It is not something that I even want to try to deal with at this point. Instead of responding to either of them, I spin and march out of the barn and back to the dishes.Mary takes one look at my fa
It is very obvious that the Prince does not expect to let my silence continue for long. As the night goes on he has me constantly running back and forth to the kitchen for refills of both food and ale for his group. The same knights as last time have accompanied him and they seem to enjoy him making me run around so much."Alright wench, come over here and sit with me." The Prince commands after exhausting all of his excuses to make me run.I find my anger boiling beneath the surface but I still cannot convince myself to act on it. It is there but it is not important enough to me to show exactly how upset this day has made me. Instead, I walk over and plop down on his lap as he ushered me to do. I do it in a way that shows just how unaffected I am by him."After everything that I told you the last time that we were together is this really the way that you want to act." He whispers in my ear. "I told you secrets that nobody else in the Kingdom knows and yet you blatantly lied to me abo
The Prince held true to his word and made sure that I followed him to his bedroom for the night again. I am not sure what I expected but after him spouting nonsense about Hunt not giving me a choice and just kissing me I thought that maybe he would give me an option. He is a Prince though so I do not think that it even crosses his mind that I might not want to sleep in here with him.The thought of sleeping in the stables all alone is not exactly appealing either. Every night Hunt has at least been there so I have not been alone but now that he is gone I am not sure how I am going to sleep. We might have slept on separate hay piles but we were both still there. I still knew that I was not alone at night. That made a huge difference. Now, I am going to have to get used to sleeping alone. It is something that I swore I would never do after my time in the orphanage and how that turned out."Are we going to have to start over with this again? You do not have to just stand there. You can c