I knocked on the door and waited for any sign of life inside. Once I heard a bottle break I waltzed inside and towards the noise.
He was sitting on a chair and drunk as a mouse. He was vaguely awake but too drunk to recognize who I was.
"Who are you? You dare intrude into my home, the home of a blacksmith"
I smiled. He only got like this when he was troubled. He must have been severely troubled today to get into such a state, where he can no longer recognize me.
"Joe. Can you really not see it is me Bell?"
He sat up and wiped his eyes and smiled at me. Then he started to laugh.
"Bell. What a miracle for you to come visit me today? What is it you wish my boy?"
"I have no wish Joe. I just have a need to escape for a moment. Can we sparse as we did before?"
"Bell my boy, if you have a need for escape sweating will not suffice. Instead drink this. It will not only give you the escape you require but give you a good feeling with it"
He passed me the bottle and I smelled it before I drank it.
"Joe this is alcohol. You really want me to drink this. You do remember what happened last time I drank it?"
"Yes I do remember, quite clearly actually. That is why I say once you finish that bottle I have an unopened barrel in my shed that you may have"
I nodded and shrugged. I drank the cup and coughed a little. Then I left Joe in the house and went to the shed for some more. I opened the barrel and filled the cup to the point where it was overflowing. I laughed at that sight and drank the cup.
That action repeated. However after each cup I felt lighter. I felt more free. I had less worries. A few more cups and i'll have no worries was the though that crossed my mind at that moment.
I at that moment had no worries. I exited the shed and swayed around a bit as I laughed at everything. This was the experience that Joe is feeling. This is how free Joe feels and how I now am feeling.
I walked around town for a bit before settling inside the local bar they had. I walked in and smiled. I politely asked for a drink which they gave me. I handed them the change I had in my pocket. I was drunk but I made sure to give them the exact amount and no more.
A lady with hair of black and eyes of blue sat besides me and began to smile with me. She was an older woman. She had troubles that haunted her I could sense it. A man had been following her and she was using me to hide.
I smiled and leaned in to whisper in her ear. She played along with me since she was ignorant to the fact of what I am.
"Would you like to leave this place? I will guarantee your safety for the entire night until dawn if you come with me"
"How do you know I need safety?"
"Those big guys in black tell it all. Along with you continuous gaze to see where they are. Now will you come or be captured?"
"How can a small kid like you protect me?"
"I promise I can. Please trust me"
"What if you can not though. What will happen to me then?"
"Then you will be captured as you would have been. At least with my offer you have a chance of escaping. Come on what do you truly have to lose?"
"Nothing I suppose. Lead the way please"
I guided her out the bar and went straight for the forest. The guys were chasing after us I could hear them but I knew this forest better then they do. I kept turning around and making loops and once I knew they were lost I lead my maiden to an empty field of flowers that led to three other towns.
"Thank you mister"
"Please just call me Bell"
"Well thank you Bell. I appreciate your help to escape those men"
"May I ask why they were chasing you?"
"Well I was a worker at a shop but I quit and that has never happened so they came to get me back"
"I see. I hope you understand that I know you are lying to me"
"Please pry no further. Please just accept it"
"As you wish madam"
"Please call me Floral"
I nodded and sat down in the field. The sun was currently setting and this scene was beautiful and suddenly made me feel quite romantic enough to kiss Floral as she was sitting next to me.
However instead of an expected slap or insult I was pulled closer. This cleared my head and made me drunk no longer. Now I was thinking clearly and though I started it I had a feeling we should have stopped. However clearly my judgement was being clouded by the pleasure and excitement so I ignored that feeling and enjoyed that night.
I was awoken my the daylight. I rubbed my eyes and sat up only to not see a sleeping Floral by my side. All I saw was a vague shadow in the far distance. As long as she was safe.
I was now experiencing the after affects of last night. I washed my hair and face in the lake by the pack knowing I would have no time since the Princess was either almost there or there already.
I was had to remain shirtless due to the fact that it was dirty as well as wet. So as I entered the pack house I buttoned my pants up and waltzed straight into the kitchen where I was met with a high-pitch squeal.
I turned around and saw a young girl. She reminded me of Floral a bit. She also had black hair as Floral did and blue eyes. The girl stared at my chest then turned red and closed her eyes.
She she squealed the kitchen door began to flood with men. They were all probably expecting an intruder and got me instead. They growled and glared at me and so I once again ignored. Until the Alpha came into the room. He looked at the girl and spoke
"Princess December, now that all the young men in this pack are present we are ready for you to choose your escort for as long as you wish"
"Thank you Alpha"
The Alpha waited until the Princess was out the room and no eyes around before he gave me just one slap. The force behind that slap alone could have killed a human. If I remained the weak runt as I was a few years ago I would have been in a coma or just severely hurt.
I did not flinch or drop my body. I took it like a man which surprised him. However it did not pacify his rage and instead increased it. I punched my stomach and slammed my face in his knee. The pain was truly great but I stood up wiped my blood and bowed my head.
"Alpha I am sorry for making the Princess wait"
YOU ARE READING
White Night
FantasyWhen I was born I was the smallest one. They called me the runt. As I grew up I stayed small but I was also weak. Now they call me the weak runt In my teen years all the other teens began to train to protect the land we were given. I was left with t...