New Thoughts and A New Love
He loves her, or at least, he thought he loved her.
He stood there, on the sidelines, watching silently with a very small, almost sad, smile; as the king was talking with her, the princess, Isabelle. He used to think he loved watching her; with her long blonde hair swaying this way and that and her thin curved body moving ever so slightly as she walked.
It was hypnotizing to any guy, who would be watching, but for some strange reason, it wasn’t to Jack; no, the former farm boy had unknowingly set his sights somewhere else in the room.
To one,Elmont, it would seem.
It was odd to think that Jack, the known giant slayer of the kingdom would turn away the princess and her request for marriage and go for someone a little… less… than her; the kings finest captain, another guy no less, and a much older one at that too.
You could say that the eighteen year old grew fond of the captain when they were climbing the beanstalk to the heavens, and even more so when Elmont was at the very brink of death in the giants oven. But he thought the fondest wouldn’t be stronger, at least, not untilElmontchose to stay behind to finish of Roderick and get the king’s crown back.
He was opted to protest, like the princess did, but stayed quiet; thanking this option much later when Elmont returned and helped fight off the giants one last time, defending their kingdom.
Heh, the use of the word their felt rather right in that sentence and a string of joy came to the boy.
Jack blinked the thoughts away just as the princess was making her way towards him, though not before seeing the small frown on the captain’s face when he did so.
“Isabelle.” He greeted with his normal cheerful smile, uncrossing his arms and she smiled back.
“Hello, Jack.” She replied, her voice drawn like silk and he mentally shuddered, though not from pleasure, but from distaste. He didn’t know what was wrong with him lately, and didn’t particularly want to find out either. “What’s wrong? You seem somewhat distant lately.” She acquired and Jack cleared his throat, sparing one last glance toElmontbefore turning fully to her.
“N-nothing at all, Isabelle, just thinking about your request for marriage.” He answered, forcing a smile. The statement wasn’t exactly a lie, but it wasn’t the truth either; it was just simply that and more.
She seemed pleased with that answer. “Oh? And, have you an answer for me yet?” she asked and he shook his head slowly, mauling over the choices he had for that question.
“I… I need a little bit more time, princess.” He said before flinching. “I mean, Isabelle, I need a little bit more time, Isabelle.” He corrected himself just as he saw her frown and backed away slightly, chuckling nervously. “S-sorry.” He stated.
“Jack…?” she questioned and he shook his head quickly but couldn’t do anything before she spoke again. “Who is she?” she asked suddenly and he paused, blinking.
“Excuse me?” he questioned back and she seemed annoyed by that, repeating what she asked.
“Who is she?” she repeated in a fiercer tone and Jack gulped, shrinking back.
“I…” he paused and took a deep breath. “I’m sorry, but you… you have the wrong idea.” He said, looking away and finally walking out the doors.
