It had been almost two years since Princess Harriet left the castle to adopt her new identity as Miss Edda, the young magician. She hadn't expected anyone to really care, and for those two years, no one really did.
Nothing lasts forever though.
An R...
Edda was pretty much bouncing in place as they waved goodbye to Snurra and Nini, a big grin on her face as she put the hair ball inside her bag. It was her hand taking a hold of Arthurs, as they started making their way into Bergeleva, that finally snapped him out off just tantalisingly looking at her, he couldn't help it, she looked so lovely when she was excited.
They stepped inside Bergeleva, the town looked to be fairly bigger than Hävelösa had been, as well as way more busy than Hävelösa. The sides of the street that they had walked into was covered with vendors selling their wares and people happily buying them.
Edda seemed to take a pause, her gaze traveling over the surroundings, moving off the street as she did, getting out of the way of a few other people making their way into the town. Arthur naturally followed with her.
"What sort of town like this doesn't have a map by it's entrance..." she muttered to herself.
"Maybe we could ask someone about it?" Arthur offered helpfully.
"Hm? Yeah, we should probably do that..." she said, throwing one more look around them through squinted eyes before turning to look at him properly. Her eyes widened a bit. "Oh, you haven't put that on yet?"
Put what on? He followed her gaze to his other hand in which he was grasping the leather strip with the glass pearl on it. Oh, that.
"Don't tell me that's bad for your image too?" She snickered, putting her hands on her hips.
"What? No?" He looked at the glass pearl necklace in his hand again, the blue glass of the pearl glittered in the sun. Okay, maybe he was a little bit apprehensive about wearing it, it didn't exactly fit the, well, image, he was trying to put out.
He looked up at Edda who was only raising her eyebrow at him.
Turning back to the pearl, he rolled it between his fingers in thought. Then again, he'd had his hair full of flowers just a day earlier, so what was a little pearl to that? He shook his head with a small chuckle, glancing up at Edda again.
"Nah, my image can probably handle this too." He lifted up the leather strip by it's ends, moved it around his neck and attempted to tie the strip behind his head.
"Do you want me to help?" Edda said after he struggled for a few seconds. "I know a pretty good way to tie necklaces like that one."
"Just let me-" Arthur muttered, his fingers fumbling with the strip. "I just gotta-" one of the edges of the strip slipped out of his grasp and he was only just able to catch it before the pearl slipped off. "...Okay I might need some help." he said sheepishly.
Edda, who he had heard let out a small gasp as the strip had slid out of his grip, gave him a soft and crooked smile.
"If you say so Arty."
Arty, Arthur thought to himself, turning his back to her and pushing down his collar so she could get access to his neck. Her fingers touching his as she took the strip out of his hands.
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