The Prince in Hiding

Running Away from my Responsibilities

This dinner is going to be a wreck. Obviously.

           Darren quietly sat at the table, so did IsaBelle. Darren wasn't sure if he'd completely "wooed" her,  That hurt even to say inside of my head, or if she was just trying to show how kind and deserving she is. Either way, she was so over doing it.

           Every time Darren glanced at her, she smiled so brightly that your eyes hurt. In nature, showing your teeth is a sign of aggression... 

            On the other side, Darren was tapping his toes and trying not to bite his nails off. Anxiety is not a thing you can control. Some people still needed to learn that...  Darren occasionally winked and smiled at IsaBelle so that she didn't notice the shaking. 

"So... What made you change your mind?". IsaBelle was thinking about all the money she would soon have.

"I- C'mon Darren it's easy to make up a lie- guess I realized that I need a queen and you were just right"

"Really? I know I'll be a great queen, with gifts and mon- "

Suddenly Darren knew. She was after the crown.

"Gifts? Money? Of course I'd pamper my queen"

She smiled. 

IsaBelle Lucia, you are in luck, this man is a fool, Father would never let you say that out and loud.

"We do have quite a bit of money in the royal family, don't we?"

"Yeah... Well I hope to see you tomorrow and goodbye"

And she left. Darren let out a sigh of relief. No more playing pretend anymore. 

He ran up the stairs to re-evaluate his plan.

3 a.m : Run out the back door on the horse. Tell the guards that you're on a walk and need "alone time". Head to a far away city where no one knows me. Come back when ready to call off the marriage and come clean.

            The paper that had his plan was disposed of and Darren had memorized the plan. Darren was thinking of jumping out the window (it's for the dramatic effect) but he needed the horse too. The back door had access to the horses. The guards knew how much Darren didn't want to get married. He needs to go somewhere with no fans and eventually needed to come back home.

Seconds . Minutes . Hours passed. It was time. 

           His watch said 3:02. He followed the plan up until lying to the guards. The horse (named Turtle because five year old Darren doesn't know how to name things) had trotted to Karotlot. Eventually it got tired and it was almost morning. In Karotlot, Darren encountered a dragon.

Sorry for the short chapter I haven't been feeling it lately. I swear ill try harder next time. I just dont know... I know what's gonna happen my plans just haven't been going too good... -PandaWriter^_^