shattered crown

11

I'm getting dragged by a guard, by my hand of course.
He's wearing a medival metal armor that Im surprised they still use it.
I don't know what's going on, or where he's taking me, and he's quite fast

with me. I need to act fact before they take me to another country, if they are, take me to Russia. But my outfit is not suitable for Moscow's weather. I need to get out of my head before I actually find myself in damn Russia.
I stiffen my arm, my body.  I plant my feet in the ground and stop myself

from walking with him, his head spins in my direction when I stopped, I pull my hand out of his grip but he catches it again.
"Hey! What are you doing!?"  I say, at the top of my lungs, chest heaving, palms sweaty. His laughter flips a switch to my emotions, they are all off.
Just pure confusion I am now.

His tight grip on my hand loosens and laughs harder, his hand goes to his mask and lifts it up, and oh. Oh.

If it isn't Marcus russi.

"I'm sorry my princess I wanted to surprise you but I scared you." he let's out a chuckle and shakes his head, I exhale in relief and turn my back on him and place my hand to my chest, where my heart is supposed to be.

I shut my eyes, deep breaths. That was close.
"jesus christ Marcus..." I shake my head, and he places his hand on my shoulder and turns me around to face him.

Hair, the lightest shade of brown, soft, wavy.
Eyes, bright brown, almost yellow. Pupils dialated.
The Prince, breathtakingly beautiful.

He's taking off his armor. Surprise, was this supposed to be a funny suprise?
He took of his metal armor and nows he's wearing a regular suit, regular for them, royals. A flowy white blouse and dark slacks. He holds out his hand for me, i take it, through my confusion. He switches open a door, a door to outside.

To face two royal horses, one is white, the other is jet black.
They look rich, the horses, soft shiny fur and focused expression, other than that they are beautiful.

"the white one is yours, the dark one... Is mine." he says, as we walk towards them. He leads me to my horse, he picks me up by my waist and places me on the horse in a swift, smooth motion. He looks at me, he's standing, I'm on the horse, he smiles, I smile.
" okay princess, put your foot right there." he shows me where exactly to put my feet at and where my hands. He's so focused on teaching me, and Im just lost into a deep haze of his beauty, of his care. He's a man that you dream of, especially in UK, you dot find men like this.
He looks at me, and taps my knee.

"your all done, stay put" he backs away from my horse and jumps on his, I grip. On the handle ropes from the horse.

"give it a little whip and go. Don't go too fast" he says, already riding with his horse ahead of me, I give the horse a soft whip, it doesn't react, I try harder, it's like I turned on a engine.

Without even knowing, I let out a string of laughter, from excitement, from adrenaline, I don't know. I catch up with Marcus, the wind whipping through my hair, in my face.

"your doing so good come here" I make a turn and make myself next to his horse and now we are sso close but our horses won't stop, he holds my hand and my brain is telling me to panic because I might fall, but I'm smiling like a total idiot.

He let's go and slows down his horse so I can go ahead of him. We meet a hill and ride on our horses freely,losing track of time, gaining a mysterious happiness.

This feeling  is something you can't buy, yes you can buy a horse but it won't be as same as THIS feeling.
The feeling of sweet adrenaline in the air, the thought of having a Palace behind us, on royal horses, riding with a Prince, a respectfulnorince who knows how to make a girl happy, how to be gentle, how to be loving.

How to awake to empty dead soul, like he did to mine.

I always seeked adrenaline to feel something, doing dangerous stuff to feel alive, but this thing is so harmless and peacefuk no danger included and oh, I feel alive.

We stopped and tied our horses, we are laughing through our conversation as we head back to the palace, I'm trying to tell him how much I enjoyed that, but his compliments about how good I am with the horse isn't keeping me stable.

"you know, I expected you to fall off the horse for your first try, I'm honestly impressed." he's grins, stopping at the door of my room.

"I had a good day with you" I managed to say.
His laughter dies and he smiles at me.

"yeahh, me too, your highness." I smile back at him, harder than I intended to. I look at my feet then back at him.

"soo.. I'll see you around-" I get interupted, surprised by a kiss on the cheek by him.

I have never been kissed, not even on the cheek, which is highly ridiculous and too innocent for a 17 year old, burlt right now I feel like a little girl.

And I love it.

It feels like my whole world just got covered in glitter.

Shiny, bright.

I chuckle nervously, and he starts to walk away, smiling, taking one last glance till he's fully gone.

I take a deep breath and gather myself before I twist my hand around the knkb and open the door.

And when I do, the girls are here, all looking at me. My sisters, and Marcus's little sister.

I take another deep breath and smile, I think they saw everything, but let's not assume lies.