a punch of faith

chapter 2

"your majesty" I bow deeply and respectfully.

"How can I be of any assistance to you?" I asked the handsome Prince standing in front of me ,looking into my eyes.

He was about my age, maybe one year older. His hair was as white as the snow in the middle of the winter, and his skin was a light gray color with a hint of glitter, something that was known to be the Royal Family's signature. His eyes were a light gold color that looked straight into my soul.

He was wearing simple clothes and there was no Crown on his head, but you could see the royalty and the way he stands, in the way he talks, in the way he looks at you, in the way he thinks.

There was another man standing next to him, hiding in the shadows. He's skin was a dark brown color and his head a naked ball of chocolate.

He was wearing a shiny gray armor, and he held a helmet under his arm.

He looked about the same age the prince but in some way that I could not understand he looked.... More.... Mature.

Suddenly aware of the blood on my hands and my Brown long hair that spread everywhere I tried to make myself as small as possible.

"You must be the housekeeper! We're looking for Saiph, the great warrior, your boss. May we have a word with him?" The prince said with a smile on his face, he's teeth white and straight like no one's in the land.

I snapped.

"How dare you? You come into my house unannounced, scare the hell out of me and then call me a housekeeper? have you seen this house? no housekeeper can make it proper! it's too big! and it would be too expensive to keep it clean! and now, why would you want to talk to me?" My face was as red as a tomato, and my heart was pounding with anger.

The prince just looked at me.

"I'm sorry who are you?" He looked as confused as his friend.

"What do you mean who am I?" This guy should learn to keep his mouth shut.

"Let me show you what I mean, I'm the one and only Prince William and you are?"

I just wanted to jump at his face and pill that cocky smile off it But instead, I took a deep breath and answered him.

"My name is Maleya Saiph, this is my house that your standing in, and I am the great warrior you're looking for. So tell me what you want or get your skinny little Royal ass out of my house. And I advise you to think before you say anything because your words can get you into a lot of trouble."

For a moment he just stood there, looking at me. and then he started laughing. I tighten my grip on the knife.

"What are you laughing at? have you seen yourself in the mirror lately? that's something to laugh at, not me!" I say to him. and then I turned to his friend and say.

"The nerves on that guy! can you believe it?"but he just stands there looking at me, serious.

The Prince laughs harder. I look at him raising my eyebrows. "Do you need help breathing or can you get serious for a moment?" When he doesn't stop laughing I add "and they expect him to run the kingdom? it's like trusting me to guard a broccoli land and not eat it, impossible!"

The prince snaps and stops laughing. "Broccoli?" he says.

"What's wrong with broccoli? don't you like broccoli? it's a tiny tree and it's green, everything that's green is tasty! who doesn't like broccoli?"

"Umm....The world!" He buries his head between his shoulders and brings his chin up.

"Oh really and if the world doesn't like broccoli how come it's one of the most sold vegetables in the supermarket?"