"So, you see, when she fell into the fountain I didn't know who she was! If anything, I was the victim. She tried to scam me. Sure, I was suppose to look through and memorize every person that was coming to the party, then maybe I would have known that she was the daughter to our greatest ally, but what does it really say about them that I had never met them before. You know what I mean?" I continued on, looking up at Kronus' static face.
"Did that excuse work?" he said drily.
I shook my head, slumping down against his horse, "no. It didn't. Father was furious, I think he actually passed out from anger for a few seconds, at least before the screaming started. But again, I did only tap her, it wasn't my fault that she then went flying five feet into the fountain" I sighed.
Kronus' eyes narrowed down at me, "tapped her with what and where?" he asked.
This smart cookie.
The only person who had ever asked me that question from that horrible little ordeal.
My mouth was dropped open in shock as I started up at him.
"Well ... thats a first. No one asked me that question when it happened" I muttered still shocked, "I tapped her with my foot into her back" I smiled guilty, "I only wanted to see her fall face first, I didn't notice the fountain until after she went under" I laughed.
Kronus' lips twitched slightly before he brought his head back up, his eyes away from me as he began scanning our route in front of us.
Two whole days we'd been riding non-stop, and not once had the beast of a man in front of me ever stumbled or looked slightly tired.
I had the unfortunate experience of falling asleep into his rock hard chest a few times over the last 48 hours. And even though it was magical to feel his warm, hard body against my cheek, I'm pretty sure that my neck and spine will be forever fucked from the position.
"What about you? I know you must have some crazy stories, hmm? You're practically old as dirt, you must have seen it all" I sighed looking up at him.
He sent me a hard look.
"I do not appreciate that Princess-"
"-Amara" I cut him off, but he barely stopped.
"- I am a simple man, who has pledged his life to the royal family" he finished, his eyes up on the trail ahead.
I faked a snore, "boring. I want to know the dirty details! Princess you slept with, Queens you poached. Come on, you're pretty fucking handsome, dude. I know you must have a thousand notches on your bed. Tell me everything!"
"Why would I carve into my bed? It would ruin the wood" he actually had the nerve to looked down at me completely confused.
Sexy bastard.
"No. I mean women that you've bedded? Been to bed with? I don't know what you call it, the cultural difference here is amazing" I muttered.
I wonder if he would blush if I said-
"No. Women are distractions, I needed to stay focused on my duties" he continued not looking down at my shocked ass face.
"Theres no way in hell you haven't slept with a woman. You can not bullshit a bullshitter my friend. I know all the tricks" I narrowed my eyes up at him.
"I never said that".
I dirty smile spread across my face, "tell me all the dirty details. I knew it. You're way to fucking gorgeous, I knew you've tapped some ass" I cackled leaning forwards in anticipation.
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Princess Amara
General FictionBeing a Princess is some heavy shit. Princesses do NOT use profanity. Princesses do NOT get drunk. Princesses do NOT try to commit homicide. Princesses do NOT threaten others. Princesses do NOT act on sexual thoughts. ... Well shit. But Princ...