The Prince and I

1 - The boy

"Did you hear that?" The girl asked, trying to look out of the small window. The cottage, concealed inside a tree, was the ideal place to hide, but not very good for seeing out of.

"I heard nothing, dear child." The badger standing next to her, who was called Trufflehunter, replied, and she frowned.

"Well, I heard something. A horn, perhaps. Like the one the High Queen used to have."

"The High Queen?!" Spluttered her other companion, a dwarf by the name Nikabrik, and she sighed. "How do you know what the High Queen's horn sounds like?"

"What I imagine it to sound like, Nik." She said wistfully, and Trufflehunter patted her arm sympathetically.

"Girl, it's been 1,300 years, and you've only lived 17 of them. I know you like the stories, but you must move on, and stop hearing things you want to hear."

"You think I'm imagining it, then?"

"He never said such a thing, tree girl." Nikabrik interjected, and she turned to him.

"Don't call me-" but she didn't get to finish. For in the nearby woods, a new sound had erupted. The sound of the Telmarines.

"Telmarines, quick!" Trufflehunter raced to lock the door, but the girl was faster.

"If there is someone out there with the High Queen's horn, then they are about to be annihilated by Telmarines! And I am not going to let that happen." She slipped out the door, despite the cries from her friends, and ventured out to find the source she had heard.

Merely two minutes later, she stumbled upon a boy, who was unconscious. A beautiful boy, with shoulder length black hair, dressed in fighting gear, a long sword hanging from his belt. He bore the mark of a Telmarine, but he didn't seem at all like the horrible soldiers they usually were. He seemed... kind.

She stared at him for a moment longer, but was jolted out of her trance by the sound of hooves galloping closer and closer. It was then she saw the horn that lay beside him.

It was the horn of the High Queen of Old.

She was right. He needed help, and she was the only one around. She quickly checked no one was around, before using the powers gifted to her starting to protect the boy. She hummed softly, began growing branches around the boy, slowly binding his legs and arms. She took control of the wind and lifted him, quickly and carefully leading him back to her home in the woods.

She was rescuing him, and as far as she was concerned, Trufflehunter and Nikabrik would just have to deal with it.