A/N at the end!
As the man dragged me up the trail to the royal palace I slipped in to a feverishly fretful state. Each step was agonizingly painful and brought uncertain doom upon me.
"Come on peasant! Don't be an idiot! Pick up your feet and walk with more pride and dignity for you are about to be graced by the king's presence."
"How can a woman be dignified with you at her side?" I retorted back. At my retort the man recoiled but he had no right to for I only spoke the truth.
Picking up his shattered confidence while replacing his mask of snide commentary and false appearance, the man stepped in front of me. I knew exactly what he was doing. He had barred my path so that he could try to intimidate me, but none of his malicious attempts could hinder my self-confidence. "Oh my dear little peasant. When will you learn?"
"When I become a disconsolate, listless old lady. Although that would be right after I shoved you out of the way and got this little meeting with the king over with."
"Ha! You think I will let you get away with meek threats like that? I think not!" The look on his face transformed into one that I would assume as a calculating look for him.
"I'd like to see you stop me," I spat out the words but what happened next I didn't fully anticipate...
Out of nowhere his hand came up and met my face. The sound of the smack resonated through the empty space surrounding us. A low growl rumbled from deep within my chest and my vision went red as I lunged at him. He tried to scurry out of the way but he wasn't fast enough due to the fact that being a wolf gives me unnaturally enhanced abilities.
"Whoa there peasant. Sure I like women but you're... uh... not quite my type." His wording was irrational for he was the one pinned down and I was the one who held his life in the palm of my hand.
"Oh really," I said entranced by the look on his face when he tried to get up but found himself in a rock solid grip, "I beg to differ."
"Whatever. Can we just continue this later because, unless you forgot, we have a meeting with the king. His tone was guileless and I knew that I had had my share of fun... For the moment that is.
Slowly our group if two made its way up the trail. The mood surrounding us began to ease away from the contempt feelings earlier. Sure I still wanted to throttle him for calling me peasant time after time, but I could stand him for the time being.
Eventually the trail came to an end and we were at the palace doors. "If you will just follow me peas-... uh... my lady."
"What's with the instant title change?" I asked while throwing him a quizzical look. Now don't get me wrong. 'My lady' is better than 'peasant' but I was not his lady or a 'lady' to be exact.
"Shh! I told everyone that you were one of the royal ladies."
"Oh." I looked down at my mud creased ensemble and knew that no one would fall for our little charade.
"I wasn't planning on your wardrobe malfunction but we'll figure something out."
"Hey! My clothes aren't that bad!"
"Uh..." He shut his mouth instantly once I flashed him an enraged look all the while bearing my razor sharp teeth. "What the hell?!? You have fangs?!?"
"Shh! Shh! Shut up before someone hears you!"
"How the hell did I not see them?"
"You didn't see them because I can control whether or not I choose to show them-..."
"You're a vampire! Fuck! Get the hell away from me! I'm warning you!" He said cutting me off before I could fully explain.
"I'm not a vampire. I'm a werewolf."
"Still that's not any better for me!"
"Hell yes it is. I won't drink your blood so be happy."
"Well... um... I guess."
"Can we just go now?"
"Oh... Erm... Yeah." With that we started to walk down dimly lit corridors to get to the castle's entrance.
A/N: So how was that? Excuse some of the language but I couldn't help myself. :3 I apologize for any spelling and grammar errors. Feel free to comment/fan/vote if you liked it! Oh and by the way I need names for the prince and his luna so I you could help I would appreciate all the help I can get! Thank you. Luv you my dear readers!
xoxoxo~CrystalReed1
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