B_NewDay
Junior Member
"Excuse me, but being dramatic is perfectly acceptable when you're royalty." Laughing once again, she closed her eyes for a few moments. Her ankle had begun to throb a little bit harder, trying not to let it bring her down, reality was nagging at the fragile situation she and her new companion has just formed. Shoving the pain away, she looked up again when she heard the word princess.
"Well I'd be much more impressed if you addressed me correctly," sighing loudly and pointing at him accusingly, "I, good sir, am a Queen."
Turning the playful look in to one of normal happiness she gave him a genuine smile. Pulling her hair away from her back and over her left shoulder she saw his hand extend out to her. Knowing that leaning forward wasn't going to be enough, she pushed herself up slowly.
Limping weakly to close the gap, she held her hand out, "Well, perhaps not worth it, but I suppose I can survive." Grabbing his hand she shook it twice and let her hand sit in his and waited for him to pull his hand not wanting to seem rude. In the few seconds she had she looked at his eyes, in a normal situation she now had the opportunity to look through them and see what she could find. Not entirely sure of her findings she now knew that any hope of letting him leave without any hurt feelings was probably far from possible.
"Thank you, by the way," She was barely blushing but the sheepish looks in her eyes might have given her away, "I really do owe you... Well everything I suppose."
"Well I'd be much more impressed if you addressed me correctly," sighing loudly and pointing at him accusingly, "I, good sir, am a Queen."
Turning the playful look in to one of normal happiness she gave him a genuine smile. Pulling her hair away from her back and over her left shoulder she saw his hand extend out to her. Knowing that leaning forward wasn't going to be enough, she pushed herself up slowly.
Limping weakly to close the gap, she held her hand out, "Well, perhaps not worth it, but I suppose I can survive." Grabbing his hand she shook it twice and let her hand sit in his and waited for him to pull his hand not wanting to seem rude. In the few seconds she had she looked at his eyes, in a normal situation she now had the opportunity to look through them and see what she could find. Not entirely sure of her findings she now knew that any hope of letting him leave without any hurt feelings was probably far from possible.
"Thank you, by the way," She was barely blushing but the sheepish looks in her eyes might have given her away, "I really do owe you... Well everything I suppose."