The Prince's Trust

A darker side of you

Argh this probably could be better 😬.... I dunno... see what you think 🙈

^found this photo on google... never seen it before 😋

I wriggled uncomfortably on the cold, grass covered floor while the chains holding my wrists up to a long support pole, rattling against each other noisily.

Everything hurt.

My butt hurt from being sat on the floor for so long; my legs hurt from not being able to stretch out; my wrists felt like a they were being burned by the metals cuffs; my arms, were chained level with my head which meant they hurt from the lack of blood flow- the cuffs were loose but built for someone taller so we're far too high for me to ever be comfortable.

Through tired, hooded eyes, my gaze flickered around the tent towards the Prince's bed which was only 3 feet from me. My body ached to be in that bed, under the nice fluffy covers. I didn't want Ant in it though. No. He was seriously in the dog house today.

Prince Anthony hadn't shown his face, he hadn't come back to release me. It had been 2 nights already! I could hardly sleep and during the day I had nothing to do other than wait for the food that I refused to eat.

I did wonder where he was, what he was doing, but then I realised it was obvious what he was doing, he was drinking. When I asked Tristan he said he didn't know, that Ant had received a letter and rode off the same night he arrived and hadn't come back since.

I knew exactly what that meant though.

He was spending the night in someone
else's bed. Meanie.

I pondered if I was ever going to be set free, or I was to be imprisoned here until he got bored of my company and sold me to the next man- or even the man he was keeping me for - in which case I wouldn't be chained up too long.

Stupid Idiot Anth, I scolded in my head, You should've just let me go. I would have come straight back. I never would have left you. Ever.

Well, now I might you stupid idiot.

I sighed and blinked back tears. I didn't like it here, it was painful and lonely. I missed my donkey and I missed my new friends. Now I probably wasn't gonna see them ever again.

I couldn't hold back the tears, they slid down me cheeks in streams and pooled on my shirt. I wanted to rub my eyes but my chains were too tight and wouldn't even give me enough room to scratch my nose without serious chafing on the soft skin of my wrist.

The tent door ruffled and my curiosity spiked, thinking maybe it would be Ant? That gave me a hopeful image, Anth would pull off his crown and run into the room, untie my chains and beg for forgiveness.

I scoffed to myself, as if the Prince would ever beg for forgiveness without wanting something in return.

A young boy, probably only 10 or 11, walked through the tent door with my food. He didn't say anything, just nervously placed the food down on a tray infront of me.

I sighed, "I cannat eat it down there."

The kids eyes widened before nodding and moving to the chains, he didn't release me, but unhooked the cuffs so I had much more movement.

I grinned and moved my hands about more freely before looking up at the dark haired kid, "Thankyou. You're a little young to be here aren't you?"

"My dads in the army sir." The boy replied and I nodded, frowning when he left swiftly. Well there goes any chance of company.