Stannarrator but cool castle time:D

The funeral

                                                                           {Stanley's pov}

It was the day of the funeral and Stanley was getting ready. He was struggling with his tie when Mariella came in. "Hey Stan, do you need help with your tie? You look like you're struggling a bit." she giggled. ' yeah, i do. Thanks Mari' Stanley signed. "No problem!" she said while helping Stanley. "You don't seem affected by this at all, why's that?" Mariella asked a look of confusion on her face.

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"Stan?"

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"Stanley, are you okay?"

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"Stanley!"

'oh! right right, sorry. yea im fine. He was an asshole anyways.' he signed.

it had been over a year and he still couldn't get that handsome stranger out of his mind. "Snap out of it!" he thought to himself

                                                                           {Narrators pov}

"THE KING HAS DIED! THE KING HAS DIED!" The crows screamed when he stepped out of his cabin. "What?" he said a look of confusion and maybe relief on his face. he extended his hand and the crow he had named harry landed on his arm "Harry my friend, could you explain what has happened?" he asked the albino crow now walking up his arm closer to his ear. "THE KING PASSED YESTERDAY EVENING AND THE FUNERAL IS BEING HELD TODAY." the crow told him. "Oh, well tahs a relief. they will be busy for a couple of days and i will have time to go to town to get spices and ingredients. mabye even.. have a look at the castle." he said quietly. "SHALL WE GO WATCH THE FUNERAL, WIZARD?" The crow asked "No, i think... you know what? lets go." he said. "let me get my cape."

poof! The Narrator appeared behind a hill near the gate to the kingdom

The Narrator walked to the kingdoms gate.                                                                                                  "Who are you?" one of the guards asked. "I am from the kingdom over, i heard the king had died and came to mourn his death" The Narrator lied. "Alright, go on in, sir" the guards let him in. There was a huge crowd near the palaces graveyard. This was a great opportunity to have a look at the castle, and mabye even see the cute man he once saw in the forest. 

oh how he cherised that memory. he tried to stay out of view while observing him, and thought he did pretty well.

he walked into the graveyard and into the huge crowd that had formed around the          soon-to-be grave and everyone was crying, sniffling or sobbing. exept for one person. he looked familiar, so Narrator moved a bit closer to have a better look. "No.. it can't be.."

It was the cute guy from the forest. The Narrator stared at him, and then he realized."It's the prince." he thought to himself in shock. While he was processing what just happened, The prince recognized him. He started walking towards The Narrator. when he reached The Narrator he signed 'you're the handsome forest guy' and then almost immediatley looked away, face turning red. In a panic, The Narrator hugged the prince and ran out. The prince followed him out of the graveyard and out of tha gate.

"Prince! where are you going!?" one of the guards yell. The prince waved them off and continued chasing Narrator.

Finally the prince caught Narrators hand. "Sorry."  The Narrator said before disappeared into smoke. The guards look at the prince in confusion, but he just signed 'don't tell Anyone.'

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woop- 556 words. istg tis is so fun to write :DDD

live love the parable<3