The Outcasts

Chapter 2 - "I am Prince Sparrow"

"Ha, ha..." He expressed in a dry tone. Allure held out the bucket as he came closer to allow some distance between them. She felt unnerved to be so close to another person after being alone for 5 years.

The prince picked up the bucket easily. "Alright, where must we bring this bucket to?" He asked looking around the forest for some sort of house or complex. She lifted her skirts and walked away, he took heed of this and followed her like a sheep.

It made Allure have a large smile tug from each corner of her lips, she, an outcast was making potential royalty work for her. "Royalty is what you say your are, sir?" She asked him.

He grunted while fixing the bucket on his shoulder. "I am Prince Sparrow of Savant," He replied with an obvious hint of sarcasm. "It may not seem like I am however, I've left my kingdom, I could not be happy there." He spoke in a tone of truthfulness.

The girl felt a pit of disgust in her and turned to be eyeing Prince Sparrow. "Ah... My condolences sir, you must be utterly devastated that your safety and palace were not big enough and so you ran away." She spat with a tight jaw.

Prince Sparrow's eyebrows creased in shock, he then placed the bucket down in between them to allow a boundary. She watched as he did so, she almost did not want the distance, she was incredibly livid. How could this man of large stature and protection against these blasted forest complain about his sorrow. I'd quite rather be sad than live in a forest that spares no one. "Who do you think you are-I'm helping you, miss and you dare yell at me?" He said grinding his teeth.

"What right do you have to complain about having the utmost title of importance in all the continent of Savant and express sadness." She demanded a reply from him.

He traced his eyes over her intensity, he saw that this girl was very much perturbed at the comment he'd expressed. "Miss, I'm quite sure you're safe as well. This place is not as dangerous as you claim."

She felt an explosion of pain spread from her feet to her head, it was certain that the girl would erupt and go mad. Allure took a moment to take a large deep breath to swallow down the feelings as to not expose herself. After already saying out loud to a supposed prince that she was an outcast, she clearly could not go into depth. The girl was saved by his limited knowledge of him being ignorant.

"We must continue." She said in a calming sigh with her voice low. She began walking once more and Prince Sparrow followed, picking up the bucket and placing it onto his opposite shoulder. This walk duration lasted quite a bit of time, they eventually found themselves in a cavern and also forgetting their dispute.

It had a continuous noise of wind that made it seem like there were people whistling throughout the ruin. The dark and gloomy space was hard to navigate, Allure could sense that the man was having a hard time finding her so she sent her hand backward. "You wish to hold hands, miss?" He jested.

She took hold of his white long sleeved poet shirt he wore and pulled him to continue forward. "You're quite rough, have you took notice of this?" He said with a grin. "You must be far harsher than pulling one's shirt in this land." She stated and then came to a stop. The prince and the girl looked up to see a place of rush and loneliness. A small part of the cavern filled with aging books stacked upon each other, lots of unfamiliar patterns on animal fur rugs. There also laid an assortment of fruit in a straw basket.

"This is your home?" He asked with a tone of concern. "It appears as such, do you have a problem with my place of refuge, your royal highness?" She rebutted with that mocking title. He let out a sigh and placed the pale of water down. "I'd much prefer you call me Sparrow."

"Sparrow is it?" A smile tugged at the corner of her lip. "Yes, I quite like my name," He stated puzzled. "And yours, miss?"

"My name is Allure," She said so looking down unprepared for whatever reaction he'd have of her name. "Sparrow." She added concluding her statement and also testing out his name.

She looked up to see him having an unclear expression on his face.

"Your name is..." He pondered.

"My name is what?" She demanded embarrassed.

"Your name is quite peculiar- Did your parents do that on purpose? Naming you an adjective?"

Allure swallowed at the thought of her parents. "I've no clue ... Prince Sparrow."

"Please, you must only call me Sparrow," He grinned but quickly dropped his joking manner and looked forward. "Why is it that you live out here rather than the royal palace, Allure?"

The girl began pacing the cavern thinking of what to say to him. Would he even understand? She came to a stop and smiled; "It's rather cozy here." He slightly tilted his head and tried to read the truth from her eyes, but she would not drop this disguise, not for a man she just met, nor a prince. They both ceased talking and began speaking with their eyes, after moments of silence Allure rebutted what she had said when he didn't hear; "You're eyes resemble tree trunks."

He crossed his arm as he tilted his head downward and looked at her with a smile. "You already told me that."

"What..."

"At the creek, you complimented my eyes."

"No, I-" Allure stopped herself and took back her confidence.

"There's no possibility or world of me doing such a thing."

"Deny all you want to, Allure."

She shook her head and rolled her eyes in disbelief. They eventually headed towards the abode and lifted the curtain that presented an entrance to the space. She had picked up a candle, and she took notice of how the wax was very stubby, she surely would use it, it was all she had for a source of light.

"Show yourself, outcast," An unfamiliar voice echoed from the entrance of the cavern. "How many of there are you?"

Allure quickly froze in fear and looked for Sparrow, she'd had froze like a deer moments before it's  death by a quiver. Instead of fleeing like she'd normally do, she held eye contact with the Prince. Allure groaned and rolled her eyes knowing she had to do the right thing. Grabbing the Prince's shirt she began sprinting through the echoing and frigid cave. "Where are we going-" He said as his voice was jerked from him.

"Hey!" The voice said once he heard their foot steps quickly retreating. The stranger began gaining on them as they reached the edge of the cavern. Light shone onto them blindingly and you could see large and very green trees form afar, they both huffed and puffed after their sprint.

"We have to jump." Allure demanded breathlessly. They had reached the end of the cavern... Only, it was a cliff and below laid many rocks in the roaring waves of an ocean. Sparrow's eyes had widened in shock and he glared at the girl as if she'd grew an extra nose. "What." He uttered in disbelief.