letter s and looked up into the face of a hu man p rince.
“Shoot,” I muttered as I rapidly backed up. And here I had hoped that I wouldn ’t be bothered by male royalty, besides my brother, again.
I had to admit, this p rince was drop dead gorgeous . It was almost like he leaped out of the pages of one of my sister’s romance books. His golden colored hair blew prettily in the wind. His fair complexion made his deep hazel eyes even more striking. He well toned to boot, and looked positively remarkable in his black armor. His white horse was standing at attention se veral feet behind him, and the p rince’s hand was wrapp ed around the hilt of his deadly sword.
I gulped. This prince was a harsh comparison to the previous prince. He clearly knew how to use his weapon.
“Ahira?” h e asked in cold apprehension as he looked me up and down from head to toe. I felt like a cow being seized up by the butcher .
“Yes ?” I irritably snapped. I hated dealing with princes.
“I’m here to rescue you,” he said, as though he could hardly believe the idea himself . He was even less enthusiastic of my company than Zerah.
“Huh?” I stupidly said.
“I’m here to take you back with me,” the snobby p rince repeated in his artic voice .
“Oh. Right. I’m sorry, I’m a fraid you have the wrong cave. Good luck though. Bye bye,” I said , walking around him. I wanted to have the satisfaction of slamming the front door in his face.
The p rince’s arm shot out , and he grabbed my wrist, bringing my parade to a screeching halt. “Let me go!” I demande d. “Why do you want me anyway? I’m average, I have a terrible personality, I’m not pretty and I never shut up. ”
“Prince Ca spian is offering a huge reward,” the prince replied with a smirk. “ Upon our return I’ll have to marry you . However, I believe that if you wear clothes t hat are suited for your status and learn to hold your tongue you’ll clean up quite nicely.”
“ Caspian is offering a reward?” I asked, boggled by the idea.
“Yes. Apparently your mother won’ t allow him to come rescue you. Tales of your beauty and intel ligence has flown through Somnio . Obviously such rumors are falsehoods. But m any princes have still gone searching fo r you,” h e said .
“I’v e only seen one prince though,” I reflect ive ly frowned.
“That’s because your cave is guarded by sorcery . Thankfully I know enough magic to take care of that pitiful wall that surrounded the cave. To a normal prince it would seem that there was a meadow at the end of this road, but not to me!” h e proudly sa id as I rolled my eyes and tried to pry my wrist from his hand .
Th e p rince unsheathed his sword. “Where is the dragon? If I’m going to resc ue you I’m going to do it right and kill that miserable lizard .”
“ Azmaveth !” I bellowed as loud as possible. S urprisingly I was loud enough to rouse Azmaveth from his lab.
A huge shadow fell over the p rince and I, and we turned to gaze at Azmaveth, wh ose giant head blocked out the sun. His eyes were gaining glints of black as he saw the p rince’s hand clasped hard around my wrist.
“Leave her be,” Azmaveth growled, a sound that started low in his chest a nd worked its way up his throat. E ven I was fri ghtened. The p rince , however , was another matter. He pushed me in the general direction of his horse and smirked as he confidently /foolishly strode towards Azmaveth.
“Perfect,” the prince said. “I have fi nally met a worthy opponent!” h e yelled before jumping at him. He hammered down on Azmaveth rock hard scales. The blow glanced off Azmaveth’s chest and appeared to have broken the prince’s wrists . He cursed and dropped the sword as he shook his hands.
“Does he a ctually think he can beat me?” Azmaveth asked me over the prince.
“Maybe,” I volunteered with a shrug of my shoulders.
The prince gave up on his weaponry and instead shot a
“Shoot,” I muttered as I rapidly backed up. And here I had hoped that I wouldn ’t be bothered by male royalty, besides my brother, again.
I had to admit, this p rince was drop dead gorgeous . It was almost like he leaped out of the pages of one of my sister’s romance books. His golden colored hair blew prettily in the wind. His fair complexion made his deep hazel eyes even more striking. He well toned to boot, and looked positively remarkable in his black armor. His white horse was standing at attention se veral feet behind him, and the p rince’s hand was wrapp ed around the hilt of his deadly sword.
I gulped. This prince was a harsh comparison to the previous prince. He clearly knew how to use his weapon.
“Ahira?” h e asked in cold apprehension as he looked me up and down from head to toe. I felt like a cow being seized up by the butcher .
“Yes ?” I irritably snapped. I hated dealing with princes.
“I’m here to rescue you,” he said, as though he could hardly believe the idea himself . He was even less enthusiastic of my company than Zerah.
“Huh?” I stupidly said.
“I’m here to take you back with me,” the snobby p rince repeated in his artic voice .
“Oh. Right. I’m sorry, I’m a fraid you have the wrong cave. Good luck though. Bye bye,” I said , walking around him. I wanted to have the satisfaction of slamming the front door in his face.
The p rince’s arm shot out , and he grabbed my wrist, bringing my parade to a screeching halt. “Let me go!” I demande d. “Why do you want me anyway? I’m average, I have a terrible personality, I’m not pretty and I never shut up. ”
“Prince Ca spian is offering a huge reward,” the prince replied with a smirk. “ Upon our return I’ll have to marry you . However, I believe that if you wear clothes t hat are suited for your status and learn to hold your tongue you’ll clean up quite nicely.”
“ Caspian is offering a reward?” I asked, boggled by the idea.
“Yes. Apparently your mother won’ t allow him to come rescue you. Tales of your beauty and intel ligence has flown through Somnio . Obviously such rumors are falsehoods. But m any princes have still gone searching fo r you,” h e said .
“I’v e only seen one prince though,” I reflect ive ly frowned.
“That’s because your cave is guarded by sorcery . Thankfully I know enough magic to take care of that pitiful wall that surrounded the cave. To a normal prince it would seem that there was a meadow at the end of this road, but not to me!” h e proudly sa id as I rolled my eyes and tried to pry my wrist from his hand .
Th e p rince unsheathed his sword. “Where is the dragon? If I’m going to resc ue you I’m going to do it right and kill that miserable lizard .”
“ Azmaveth !” I bellowed as loud as possible. S urprisingly I was loud enough to rouse Azmaveth from his lab.
A huge shadow fell over the p rince and I, and we turned to gaze at Azmaveth, wh ose giant head blocked out the sun. His eyes were gaining glints of black as he saw the p rince’s hand clasped hard around my wrist.
“Leave her be,” Azmaveth growled, a sound that started low in his chest a nd worked its way up his throat. E ven I was fri ghtened. The p rince , however , was another matter. He pushed me in the general direction of his horse and smirked as he confidently /foolishly strode towards Azmaveth.
“Perfect,” the prince said. “I have fi nally met a worthy opponent!” h e yelled before jumping at him. He hammered down on Azmaveth rock hard scales. The blow glanced off Azmaveth’s chest and appeared to have broken the prince’s wrists . He cursed and dropped the sword as he shook his hands.
“Does he a ctually think he can beat me?” Azmaveth asked me over the prince.
“Maybe,” I volunteered with a shrug of my shoulders.
The prince gave up on his weaponry and instead shot a
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