Sitting on this horse is terribly uncomfortable. My legs are being rubbed raw and no one else seems to be bothered by this. But maybe it only burns because I'm, well, me... Hahaha that's probably it. No wait. No it's because of these stupid new clothes they made me put on.
After I was so politely escorted out of the room yesterday with the nice swirly floor they had me all cleaned up nice and good, with new clothes and everything. I hate them. These clothes are itchy and not soft at all. I wish daddy were here, he always got me the softest clothes, because he knew I didn't like anything else. But these pups didn't know so they made me wear them. At least I still have my hat. Daddy would be very angry with me if he knew I had taken it off.
I shifted around in my seat to get a little more comfortable when I noticed that the prince boy was staring at me. I smiled at him, which then made him turn back around. Well... That's rude. This prince boy along with a whole team of maybe twenty pups are currently all riding in front of me and not even looking at me. I'm special, daddy said I was so, why is no one looking at me? Even when chirping, the pups would look at me, maybe not to see my fine features which may not be at my most prime but surely my skill in chirping.
Right now though, they all look straight ahead, as if to tell me a silent message. You are not important so we dare not look at you. Oddly enough only prince boy will occasionally look at me, and when I smile in return he looks away again. Maybe next I won't smile, yes that's what I'll do. Daddy would be proud I'm coming up with ideas all on my own.
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My god that smile...
Every time I turn around that same angelic smile comes onto her face and I have to turn away to save myself the embarrassment of blushing in front of an assassin. I mean when I saw her yesterday she was all grimy and dirty with mud and practically sacks for clothes. But now...
How could one girl possess such beauty in just one smile or just simply being there? I long to take another look of her and see her smile that smile of hers. But I refame from doing so, I am a prince and I need to focus on whats ahead not on a smile of a very attractive assassin.
My father, I should focus on him. He wants Shadow, but why? My father can be cruel sometimes to get what he wants, but an assassin? Has it really taken me this long to question what my father is doing. Was Shadow right yesturday? Am I really just a puppet for my father to command? How does thinking this way help me with anything, everything just turns back to Shadow.
Night begins to fall so I order the guards to start and set up camp and watch Shadow, while I go on a hike. Maybe I'll go clear my head and start doing something actually worth doing for the Kingdom and instead of doubting myself.
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The pups started setting up camp in an odd manner. They be putting up sticks and cloth on top. Why? I don't know, nor do I care. One of the pups that had been riding behind me came up to me and unshackled me from the horse with a key. A Key! I need that key. If I can escape now I can get to Daddy faster. These pups move slow.
The pup from before dragged my chain over to one of the sticks with cloths on top and told me to get it. I just tilted my head and blinked at him. They expect me to go in that death trap. I could.... could.... maybe die or something. No. no. no. This will not do. Before the guard coud shove me in, I run as far as my chain would let me and sat down hastily.
While he was surprised at first, he quickly became annoyed by what I had done. I knew though that i just could not go in that small little deathtrap. Daddy always says if you dont know what it is, dont touch, dont smell, dont taste, and most importantly run like hell if it moves.
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Shadow
FantasyShadow. The name whispered in dark alleys. The name most people fear. The name parents tell scary stories about to their children to get them in bed. The name of one of the most dangerous assassins in the four kingdoms. The name that has gone missi...