Being The Princes Mate

CRUNCH, CRUNCH, CRUNCH my feet pound against the forest floor, voices shouting out from behind me. I need to disappear, I look up into the trees to look for the easiest route. I quickly climb into a hollowed out tree and hide my scent, patiently waiting for the footsteps to pass by and then not so graciously climbing out of the tree. Then from behind me a twig snaps making me spin around at lightning speed, I feel his breath on my neck before I see him. As I turn around slowly I look into those piercing deep blue eyes I was trying to forget. The world starts to go fuzzy and the last words I hear before it all goes blank are "Got you".