The Prince and the Peasant

[Binnie Ryman]

"That's more than enough for all I have left," said Celia.

 

[Matreania]

Michael smiled, "Good, then may I talk with you a bit, for what is left?"

 

[Binnie Ryman]

"Of course," said Celia. "And thank you."

 

[Matreania]

Michael smiled, "I want to know more about you. Who aught you to make bread?"

 

[Binnie Ryman]

"I taught myself," said Celia. "From my mother's, my real mother's, recipe."

 

[Matreania]

"Real mother's? So, you don't live with your birth mother?" Michael asked curiously.

 

[Binnie Ryman]

"No," said Celia, "she died when I was little, as did my father. I live with my brother and sister."

 

[Matreania]

"So, your brother is ill and your sister likes dresses?" Michael asked confirming that he understood what she had meant before.

 

[Binnie Ryman]

Celia nodded sadly. "Yes," she said.

 

[Matreania]

"I see." Michael thought for a moment before he heard Freud.


"Michael." Feud called, Michael rolled his eye.


"Damn it." he snapped, before turning o find Freud was already to close for him to do anything.


"What do you think you are doing?" Freud snapped.


"I was thinking I had escaped you."


"You have missed half a days lessons and your parents departure. As prince, you should take more care in your studies then sneaking off."


"I just want time to myself, is that so hard to ask for?"


"As the next king, yes." Freud snapped.

 

[Binnie Ryman]

Celia's eyes widened and she dipped into a clumsy curtsy. "F-f-forgive m-me, Your H-Highness," Celia stuttered nervously.

 

[Matreania]

Michael looked at Celia, "Now see what you've done."he snapped at Freud, before placing his hand on Celia's shoulder, "Please don't do that. My parents keep me locked in that castle and everyone not knowing my face is the only good thing about that."

 

[Binnie Ryman]

Celia nervously rose. "P-please forgive my i-ignorance, Your Highness."

 

[Matreania]

Michael smiled, "Please stop calling me that. I like when you call me Mike. And technically I didn't mention it to you, so it wasn't your ignorance." he looked down at her with an honest grin, "I would like if you could keep this our little secret."

 

[Binnie Ryman]

"As you wish, Your--Mike," said Celia nervously.

 

[Matreania]

Michael smiled, "I have to go." he regretted that fact, before turning to Freud, "I bough all these for dinner, can you at least make sure they get to the kitchen while I'm stuck inside."


Freud raised his eyebrow slightly looking from Michael to Celia, "As you wish." he stated.


Michael smiled back at Celia, leaning in slightly to whisper, "I'll see you ago, don't forget. You can't tell anyone I'm the prince and you can't bow to me again."

 

[Binnie Ryman]

"Very well, Mike," said Celia. "And thank you for buying the bread."

 

[Matreania]

Michael smiled, "I meant it when I said it was good bread." she told her, before letting her shoulder go, as he went to follow Freud. Freud motioned a pair of guards to take the bread as Michael and Freud walked to the carriage.

 

[Binnie Ryman]

Celia smiled softly as he walked away. She took her money and went to go buy dinner for her family.

 

[Matreania]

Michael sighed as he took his lessons once more he hated lessons.

 

[Binnie Ryman]

With more money than usual, she was able to get better food for her to make dinner.

 

[Matreania]

Michael sighed, as class ended and he was expected to eat with Freud in the garden where he would be lectured.

 

[Binnie Ryman]

Celia went home and made dinner for her brother, sister, and herself. Her sister was out, probably stay out for some time. Celia expected a scolding from her sister for not making the food later.

 

[Matreania]

Michael rolled his eyes, as he ate, listening to Freud's proper prince speech for the hundredth time and wishing that he could sneak out and see Celia rather then stay here with Freud,

 

[Binnie Ryman]

Celia sat by her brother's side when she heard her sister get home. As expected, she got a scolding. Her sister dragged her out of the room, so her brother wouldn't be able to stop them.