Runaway Princess

13: Runaway Princess

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OH WAIT. I forgot to tell you...--COLLIN's FREAKING POV THIS CHAPTAHHHHHHH!

are u dead yet...? (TO THE RIGHT, TO THE RIGHT---->)

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Collin

I watched him freely, a half grin unknowingly planted on my face. His shoulders were back, chest was raised, and his hands were gripping the reins in a manner that seemed too strict to come from a servant boy from the castle.

At first I’d just thought that he was a boy who wanted to be respected by those higher than him, so he adapted to their mannerisms and proper traits. But later I decided it wasn’t that. It came natural to him. Sometimes he didn’t even know when he did it. Besides, he was trying to act more civilian-like than prim in front of us, a person striving to be noble wouldn’t act different—that would go against their endeavor.

But I also decided that it didn’t matter who he was exactly. The fact was that he was a part of this mission now, and we needed him. I regularly wondered how I had gotten by without a boy to fetch the water and feed the horses. He wasn’t our servant, per say, but he was a fine fellow to rule around with only the smallest of complaints in return.

I looked onwards and squinted at the sun up above, the summer weather was boiling. And we had to stop to water ourselves and the horses several times in just a few hours. Once we found a good location with shade we were going to rest until tomorrow, the heat was just too much.

I quickly pulled my shirt over my head just as Lance had done a while ago and wiped the cloth on my face before tucking it into a bag near me. I caught a glance from Adam and noticed his flaming cheeks. I raised an eyebrow but assumed it was from the heat. I expect that I had a face just as red.

What I’d do for a swim in the creek right now.

We were moving at a slower pace to not overcompensate the horses so there was no chance of a makeshift breeze in this windless countryside. Even Ella, who was usually the most put together person in our group was rolling up her sleeves and pinning up her hair in a black mess.

Adam’s back was soaked with perspiration and I was about to ask him why he wouldn’t take his tunic off, especially since he had those cut off breeches under it, when a cloud of dirt popped up in the far distance.

“Horsemen,” Ella muttered to us, pausing our movement with an outstretched hand.

“Ah, I hope they’re not going to stop us. The frenzy of the princess has the guards so uptight of late. It’s getting to be aggravating.” Lance said and I nodded in agreement.

It’s been a few day since our latest capture of one of the six imperial stones, but we were still tense when it came to guards. Although that might’ve just come from our upbringing. Lance and I were born in different towns, but both were small and easy to bully by a passing troop.

I was known as the troublemaker in my town. However, in truth everyone liked me very well. I got my independence from my mother, or so I was told. She’d dropped me off at my grandfather’s before I was even one.