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Chapter 13 - The Cave

"So princess, how was that for a first kiss."

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Something died inside of me. He looked over his shoulders, with a grin on his face. "What's wrong did I say something wrong?" I covered my face with both my hands. "Shut it, that was not a kiss, it was- just air. Yes, just air nothing more." He didn't seem to like that answer.  I crashed into something hard. I pulled my hands off my face. "What are you-" He pulled me into his chest and covered my mouth with his hand, whispering in my ear making me gasp. "Slowly look around." I did as he said. 

Jaguar. 

And not just one. Many of them. Surrounding us. 

"You don't happen to have a weapon with you, do you." He whispered down my ear. My heart raced though I didn't know if it was because the bandit was so close to me, or if I don't know, it could have also been, the Jaguars eyeing us down!! I glared up. "Does it look like I carry swords around," I whispered back. He grinned. "Your quite the feisty one princesses I would have thought you did." He looked around. "Well, I guess we have no other choice." I nodded. 

"We have to fight." -  "We have to run."

We looked at each other. "Are you crazy," I whisper yelled. He smiled. "What if I am." I gulped. "I'll do whatever you want if you choose my option." He grinned. "Whatever I want." I nodded, just wanting to get away from here. Little did I know that I was selling my soul to the devil. He removed his hands from my waist grabbing a hold of my hand. "Then get ready to run princesses." I readied myself.

"Now!" We darted straight towards the opposite way of where the group of Jaguars laid. I looked behind. "Don't look back or you'll trip princess!" He held tightly onto my hand. We ran for a good eight minutes, up a mountain. I heavily breathed, in and out. I looked up at him. He looked unfazed. "How are you okay." He shrugged. "Maybe you're just unfit, princesses." I glared as he looked around. "I wonder." He began to climb the mountain. "What are you doing?" He completely ignored me. I sighed looking over at the forest, we were a bit high up. I looked back at the Bandit. He was gone. "Bandit?!" No response. "Ban-." I was cut off. "Calm down princess, I'm up here." I looked up and there he was. "I found something, give me your hand." He reached out his hand for me I hesitated. "I won't drop you if that's what you're worried about." I climbed a bit of the mountain and grabbed onto his hand. He pulled me up with ease. Grabbing a hold of my waist, my hands landed on his chest. He gazed down at my lips. 

"Just air, huh." I panted. "What." His hand lightly feathered the side of my face. I felt my cheeks get hot. He grinned, pulling away. "You had a leaf on your cheek." A dark shadow casted over my eyes. "Oh my, what's with the blazing stare." I pushed him out of the way, he really knows how to anger me. "So what did you find-." I cut myself off. "This place looks.-" 

"Familiar." He cut in. I stood there in shock. "Don't tell me you've seen this cave too." He slowly nodded looking at the Cave. I have. "Let's go in." Huh?  "I don't think that's a good idea, what if the old lady is there." He turned around giving me a smug look, "Don't tell you're scared of some old little lady." He grabbed ahold of my hand dragging me inside the cave. I walked close beside him. He stopped. Pushing behind me. "What's wrong," I whispered. "There a fire." I chocked. "F-fire." He cautiously walked forward, having me close behind. 

"There's no one here." He said. He turned around. "Dear, you're strangling my poor hand." I looked down at the hand I was suffocating. I quickly let go. "Forgive me." He frowned, looking down at my feet. "Your bleeding." I looked down. "It's nothing-." He pulled me up into his arms. I gasped. "What are you doing!" He placed me on the rock, "I'm going to fix you up." He removed his shirt, ripping it in half. My eyes widened, feeling the Bandit, rap both my feet. "Y-you don't have to." He grinned. "You get so easily flustered don't you." I looked away. "I don't know what you're talking about." He snickered. 

We sat on the rock looking at the fire. "Why are you helping me." He stayed looking at the fire. "The same reason, you helped me." I looked down at my hands. What was the reason to why I helped him? He's a bad man, according to father...yet I don't see bad in him. "And what is my reason," I asked. 

"I don't know princess, you tell me."