Defendant Prince

Natsha

*Natasha's POV*

I looked down at the guy in the bed. He was handsome enough. His eyes went from black to storm gray to black again.

Aris was his name. It was a cute name. His hair was perfect, although he had terrible bed head it was perfect. They way it curved off of his face. He was perfect in every way.

My mind flashed back to yesterday. My brother and I were going out Aunts house. Just traveling to Falkreath. I thought this would be a peaceful trip.

Nope not really. We heard the dragon a mile away. We thought it would not notice us. We were wrong.

It attacked us with a short warning. That was the time Aris showed up. He protected us both. He made sure we didn't die. He almost died protecting us.

When he showed up he said something in a different language. The language sounded old and ancient. Time seemed to slow down. But it was like he was going in a faster speed than time.

I realized I was staring at Aris. I was grateful that he wasn't awake. This would've been weird if he found me staring at him. It was just me and him.

Legolas and my brother were in here earlier. They talked for a while. He said he needed new armor.

I did feel pity on him. He lost his parents. He grew up on a farm. Poor. Just like us. Those weapons were probably the objects he got closest too. I bet he got close to Legolas to.

I looked over at his bow. It was all melted. I saw the bow string snapped. Along with it was his armor. Half melted and deep tears through the metal.

Legolas said he can't get new armor. He also said something about sponsors? What did he mean? Why did Aris need the king to get more armor? Can't he just get some more for free?

Legolas walked in.
"Hey, um what's your name again?" He asked.
"Natasha," I replied bitterly.
"Ok then. Let's wake up Aris and get you guys ready to approach some sponsors," He said.
Aris' eyes opened from the voices.
"Oh hey guys," He said.
"Hey Aris time to get up. We need to get these guys some sponsor," He said.
"Ok what am I supposed to wear,"
"Find something. Put on the chest plate if you must," He said.

I didn't like Legolas. But I knew that if I really got to know him I would like him.
"I'll just wear casual clothes," Aris said. Aris gets up and brushes his clothes off.

My brother walks in. He is in fancy clothes. He looked handsome in them. He smelled nice too. His hair was combed. I think any girl would go for him. He really needs a girl. He's a good worker. He looks really good. Why not?