Enchanted Tale

Eleven: Fateful Decisions

{Prince Harry's POV}

I laid in my bed unable to sleep. I was going to finally get out of here. I was going to be free of schedules, politics, even tight clothing. I tried not to get ahead of myself because I still needed to talk to father. I thought about what I was going to say to him. Would he believe my lie. Most importantly would he liberate her? Another problem I faced is what was I going to say to get out of here? How do I tell my father that I'm liberating a criminal then running off with her? He'd probably send me to an asylum for just having such thoughts.

To distract myself from the troubles of convincing, I instead thought about Elle. She fascinated me. She's so careless and quick witted. I've never had a conversation with someone that treated me as an equal. I should've probably been insulted, but I wasn't. I actually loved it. Out of all the criminals I could have run away with. I'm glad it was going to be her.

Wow I am going crazy.

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"Morning sire!" Dexter shouted pulling the curtains back. I shielded my face from the sunlight.

"It is too bright outside for you to be opening those!" I hissed.

"Orders from your father. He wants to dine with you. He expects you in a few moments."

"Why didn't you tell me that!" I said kicking the duvet off of me.

"Well you're not one to be an early bird. I figured you'd be as fiesty as usual." He called after me as I went to my wardrobe.

"The heavens have blessed! You are a different person today." Dexter said from my chambers.

"Today is just a good day." I smiled pulling my white long sleeve shirt on. I tucked it inside my black trousers.

I walked out of my wardrobe to see Dexter holding my boots. "Who are you and what did you do to Harry?" He asked with no expression.

"Hello, my name is Arthur and I stuffed Harry in a box and shipped him off to the sea." I joked.

"Well, Arthur I have to be honest. . I like you so much better." He cocked his eyebrow with a smile.

I laughed grabbing the shoes from him. "Thank you."

"Your father will be suprised to see you down there so early." He stated.

"I reckon he'll be pleased."

"I beg to differ. You may give him a heart attack." He joked.

"It was a nice chat Dexter, but I have a breakfast to go to." I smiled exiting my room.

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I sat at the long table playing with my food. Still in wonder about what I was going to say.

"What's the matter son? You normally know how to eat." My father asked from the other end of the table.

"Erm. Father, I have something to tell you." I said ready to set off.

"And what is that? It sounds serious." He said between chewing.

"Uh- the man that accused El-" I cleared my throat trying to hide the fact I was about to say her name. "The man that accused the girl of theivery had come to me after her arrest and told me that he had mistaken. It wasn't her." I explained. Hoping he would buy it.

"And do you have any witnesses of this?" He asked.

Uh oh. I didn't think he would ask for witnesses. I cleared my throat once more. "Honestly father!" I scoffed. "Why do I need witnesses? Do you truly believe I would ask you to let a criminal go? I'm not that irresponsible!" I argued. Good save Harry.