Brok put on a new shirt. It was the first time I saw him with a white shirt. He looked really nice I thought.
"White looks nice on you," I said as we walked out of his room.
"Just nice, huh?" he said annoyed.
"What's wrong with looking nice?" I asked.
"I don't want to look nice. I want to look respectful," he said angrily as we passed the hallway.
"Respectful? What's that supposed to mean?"
"Are you telling me you don't know the definition of respect?" He asked.
"No, of course I know what it means. Yes, you look respectful. You look very respectful. Are you satisfied now?" I said.
"No. I do not want you to satisfy me."
"Then what do you want?" I asked giving up.
"I want you to be honest with me."
"I am honest. I swear," I said crossing my heart and placing then placing my crossed fingers up.
"What is that gesture you are doing? I do not understand that. Explain," he said.
"I cross my heart and hope to die," I replied.
"Why would you hope to die?" he asked me.
"It's just an expression. I'm promising that I'm being honest," I said.
"Then why not simply state that instead of hoping to die?" he asked so seriously that I had to shake my head and laugh.
"Why are you laughing? What is so amusing?" he demanded and it just made me want to laugh some more, but I tried hard to control my giggling. Finally, I had seen the stairs and I grabbed the handle as quickly as I could to try to avoid his stare. I knew that if I looked at him now I would certainly laugh too much and make him feel bad and I didn't want to make him feel bad. For the first time in a while I was finally having some fun.
"Nothing," I said shaking my head. He immediately came after me and then walked next to me. I gazed at him. He looked at me with suspicion and frowned. I had to look down at the stairs or something or I knew I'd burst into more laughter.
"I know that it is not nothing and that it is indeed something," he said grumpily. Finally, I was able to control myself.
"No, it's nothing. I promise Brok. Prince Brok," I corrected and he bowed at me as we reached the end of the stairs.
"Fine, but do not think that I believe you so easily. I will discover why you laughed eventually," he said and I nodded half smiling.
"Okay Brok. I believe that you will, but what about me? I must look awful," I said.
"That would be an impossibility for you," he said. I was awed at that answer and quite frankly embarrassed. I didn't know how to respond to that, so I decided not to. We reached the first floor and passed what seemed to be the lobby and the living room, although it seemed to be a waiting room or some sort of thinking room. I still didn't understand the structure of the Sha castle, but I was sure that I would understand it eventually.
We walked turning right where there was a huge hallway and the kitchen was entering the first door on the right, but we didn't go in there. I looked inside and saw Krimla wiping the table. She glanced at my way scornfully before placing her attention back to the table. What the hell was her problem anyway, I wondered. I didn't know what was up with her, but I knew that she was doing something strange, talking about something at night with somebody. I tried to remember the person's name, but I hadn't paid too much attention to what she had been saying or to who.
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Fantasy(Multiple View Points) A Beauty and the Beast Reimagining. She was Beauty. He was beast. Anabella was a cashier and a waitress after leaving college to pay her father's medical bills. Brok was the prince of Sha and his mission was to conquer worl...
