I stand before Harry with my arms crossed and eyes narrowed. I wonder what he could want now? Can he just leave me alone? I am so done with him and this stupid camp, I can barely stand to be here. Harry's jaw tightens and his fisted hands start to turn white from the way he is squeezing them together."What was it you needed," I ask, already starting to get bored in his presence. He needs to just spit it out so I can go about my day in his dreadful little camp. He takes in a deep breath and steps forward saying,
"I need you to come with me." My eyebrows crease and I ask,
"Why?" Does he really expect me to just follow him without me knowing where he is taking me? I am still the princess and my life is very important, I can't be risking my life even though these last few days have proved that I can and still am a survivor.
"God, just follow me." He says with in an annoyed voice. He grabs my forearm and I pull it back saying,
"Unhand me. Now." My words do not phase him, because he just continues to drag me towards wherever the hell he is taking me. I stop struggling to escape his grasp since it seems it only makes things worse. I follow relentlessly, tripping, since Harry's strides are so much larger than mine.
"Try to keep up, Princess." At least he knows my station. After several minutes of walking he finally stops in front of his hut and he opens the door, pulling me in. He motions for me to sit down, so I do.
"You can't just prance around here and talk to me like the way you have been. I will not tolerate your behavior any longer!" He begins to raise his voice, stepping closer to me, making me back away from him. I take my hands and push at his chest, gritting my teeth together.
"I am a princess and-" I am interrupted,
"When will you get it through your thick head that your status means nothing to me, nothing!" He shouts in my face, he's beginning to turn a light shade of red from anger. He has no right to speak to me in such a rude tone of voice, I do not deserve this. My father would have this man hung if he heard the way he speaks to me.
"Is this all you wanted to speak with me about? Or may I leave?" His jaw tightens, he straightens his back and begins to walk around the small room.
"Well, of course not, Princess." He strides over to me, gazing down at me with his forest green eyes. "I have been asked to watch over you, to keep you safe." He grins at the last part and I can't help but want to slap the grin right off his face.
"What do you mean someone asked you to watch over me? Who said that?" I am starting to get mad now, I don't need a babysitter. I am a grown woman, a soon to be queen! He starts to cackle and says,
"There's only one person in this camp that values your life."
"Daniel." I whisper, feeling an empty sensation in my stomach. Where is he? And why does he need Harry of all people to watch over me? None of this makes sense. I stand up from my sitting position on the uncomfortable couch and march over to Harry.
"Where did he go?" I demand my answer, pointing a finger at him. There's no way he left camp, he couldn't have. I begin to pray that he only went out hunting and wanted to make sure that I was safe while he was gone, but I know in the back of my head that would be a miracle.
"He went to find your family. He told me to not let you out of my sight, so you better start getting used to this face." He smirks and I feel sick, I cannot believe this! My love, the future king of Castle Hill has left me. He must not be well, I shouldn't have said those things the other night. I was being so persistent to find my family, I never dreamed he would do this.
"Surprised that he was foolish enough to risk his life for your ungrateful soul?" I turn towards Harry and take my hand, aiming it right at the left side of his cheek, but my actions are soon stopped from his larger hands covering my small fragile ones. He squeezes my hand, making pain shoot through my arm. I yelp out in pain, tears start to fall down my cheeks.
"First rule, do not hit me or I will break your hand." After one last hard squeeze, he finally releases my captured limb, pushing my body out of his way as he walks to the other side of the room. I grasp my hurt hand with my good one mad hold it close to me as I deal with the pain. I cannot believe he just did that! I mean, yes I know he is a heartless piece of scum, but he is brave enough to threaten a royal that he will break my hand? I can not wait to get back to the castle so I can drag his petty ass with me and have him hung myself.
"That was not necessary. You had no right to do that," I begin to explain how wrong his actions just were. He quickly whips around to face me and comes marching at me. I start to back up until my back has made contact with the wall. I feel my palms start to sweat as my breathing becomes uneven.
"I had no right? YOU had no right to try to hit ME! And I am tired of you already, so I wouldn't push my buttons unless you would like to be tied to the pole again." I stand down, deciding it's better not to fight this battle, even though it takes a lot in me to hold my tongue. I will be spending an unknown amount of time with this man. I know he wasn't lying when he said he would tie me back up to that pole, I have no doubts that he will.
He storms out of his hut after his little explosion and I find myself sinking down the wall towards the floor. I feel lost, alone, and scared. How will I survive without Daniel? Will I ever see him again? I feel like I am drowning in my emotions, like someone is holding me under water, waiting until I am almost unconscious, then pulls me back up only to push me back under just as I fill my lungs. Tears begin to slide down my face and I don't try to stop them, all royals have their breaking point.
| Authors Note |
I'm kind of sad Daniel (aka Dylan O'Brien) is out of the picture since I started watching Teen Wolf, Stiles is literally my favorite character of all time. Btw I'm only on season 2 of TW so don't post any spoilers please.
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FanfictionRosalie Elizabeth-Anna Argoes is the soon to be queen of Castle Hill, a small kingdom in Britain. Her mother and father had planned to soon step down from their positions, but when Rose's uncle, Jeffery, decides to attack their beloved kingdom they...