The Divine Gifted

8: The Given and Taken

The next day, Flynn was accompanying Frida as she went out in Copenhagen Denmark. He was supposed to guard her from any possible threats.

However, it was strange. Nobody bowed or even acknowledged Frida.

She wasn't dressed like a princess. She was wearing a tube-top and dress pants. Her hair was nice, but she looked like everyone else. You would never be able to tell she was royalty.

She looked like an ordinary girl.

"Was it really necessary for my dad to send you with me?"

Flynn looked straight forward as he walked, "I'm just following his orders, Your Majesty."

"Oh, don't call me that."

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"You ARE a princess."

"What's the point? No one treats me like one."

Flynn looked surprised as he looked around at all the people.

"You could technically demand respect from all the people around us."

"I don't want to force people to like me, Law. Besides, why would I want all eyes on me?"

She made a fair point. Not everyone wants to always be seen as relevant or important.

The two of them walked down the streets.

"Ooh!" Frida ran over to a café window, "Apple pastries!" She ran in the store. Flynn ran after her.

"Frida, wait! I'm supposed to be watching you!"

He ran in to see Frida looking around, excited.

"Isn't this café just the prettiest?"

This was werid. From the moment he stepped foot in the palace, she's been annoyed and rude. Now, she's joyful and happy.

"Do you want one, Law?" He looked surprised but replied, "Sure."

They walked up to see a man with white hair and Emerald green eyes. He had a handsome smile as he welcomed the two of them.

"Good afternoon, Madame, Sir. What can I get for you two today?"

Frida smiled, "Two apple pastries, please."

"You got it, Your Majesty."

Flynn and Frida looked at him, surprised.

"H-How.... How did you know it was me?"

The guy chuckled, "Well, your ring is the ring of Delilah II; the queen from about a decade ago. That ring is passed through Royal families of Denmark. So that means you're one of the princesses.
If you were Laura, the whole town would be going crazy right about now, and you just spoke to me. So, that means you're Frida; if I'm not mistaken."

She looked surprised, "No, you're not."

Flynn looked at the guy. He was wearing a café employee uniform. He looked normal, but the information he gave was a detail not every person keeps in their mind. Either he was a monarchy nerd, or he was something else.

Flynn looked at his badge: Chase.

Chase made eye contact with Flynn. He looked at him like he knew everything about him.

Frida looked at the two of them. Then, Chase broke the stare as he slid a slip of paper across the counter to Flynn.

Flynn looked at the note as Chase brought out their pastries, "Consider this on the house."

"Thank you!" Frida took the pastries as the two of them walked out of the café.

The two of them stood outside the café as Frida looked at Flynn.