Misty Gray
Pessimisty
Christopher Ravenswood
& Maxwell Tanner
& Maxwell Tanner
When Rosalind, Jocelyn and Elena eventually left, Christopher turned his attention back to the men around him. "Guards, you're crowding me. I suspect it will take some time for the horse to be prepared and I think we're all making to the man nervous," he said, pointing to Maxwell. They were his personal guards and were used to taking his orders rather than the King's. "Go wait by the main gates and the horse will be brought to you when ready. Go now," he ordered the two men. Once they'd left and walked far enough away to not see the stables, Christopher cleared his throat and leaned back against the stable's door frame. "Remove the saddle from the horse," he ordered Maxwell.
"Your Highness, I just-" Maxwell began to argue. He'd just been ordered to prepare the horse and was now being ordered otherwise. By now he was certain the Prince was intentionally testing him and trying to push him into some sort of reaction. As far as Maxwell was concerned, he wouldn't give the Prince the satisfaction. He'd been around long enough to know how reacting could get him into a whole heap of trouble.
"Didn't I just tell you not to hesitate when I give you an order?!" Christopher snapped. "You do what I tell you to do and you do it without question. Please!" Maxwell's worry turned to surprise upon hearing Christopher actually say "Please". As ordered, he began removing the saddle from Alistair, completely confused as to what the Hell was going on. Christopher stepped forward and paced a small area of the stables as he contemplated what he was about to do. The recipient of the horse wouldn't know they were getting a gift until they received it and the letter his father had written merely mentioned a horse. "You said there are plenty of fine horses, like this one. Is that correct?"
"Yes," Maxwell said, quickly nodding his head. He lifted the saddle from Alistair and kept hold of it as he turned to face Christopher.
"Good," Christopher replied. He then pointed to the saddle in Maxwell's hands. "You will put the saddle onto the most suitable horse and you will swap it with this one," he said, referring to Alistair. "Princess Elena's horse will be kept in the stables with the work horses and this secret will be kept between just the two of us. You must not speak of this to anyone. Understood?"
"Yes. I understand," Maxwell replied. He kept his face serious despite a smile threatening to show on his lips. He was relieved Alistair wasn't being sent away and also glad the Princess might get to see her horse again.
Mentions: Bellz (Rosalind) ElectricDandellion (Elena) Melanin-Gxdess (Rosalind)
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