The Prince and the Peasant

[Binnie Ryman]

"No, sir," said Celia. "Thank y-you f-for giving m-me a chance."

 

[Matreania]

Chef sighed, "My Prince thinks you can cook, Ii have no place to object." he stated.

 

[Binnie Ryman]

"What d-do you want m-me to do first, s-sir?" Celia asked.

 

[Matreania]

Chef motioned to the potatoes, "start by piling and dicing those potatoes

 

[Binnie Ryman]

"Yes, sir," said Celia, doing as she was told.

 

[Matreania]

After a while he came to check on her, "Fairly good, you need to work on making then smoother."

 

[Binnie Ryman]

"Yes, sir," said Celia quietly as she tried to take his advice.

 

[Matreania]

Chef nodded, "Try it with the carrots." He instructed her motioning to the bag of carrots.

 

[Binnie Ryman]

"Yes, sir," said Celia, continuing to do as she was told.

 

[Matreania]

Michael poked his head in and smirked at her, "Psst." he said, making sure the Chef didn't see him, "Come on." he motioned for her to follow him.

 

[Binnie Ryman]

Celia turned when she saw Michael. She walked up to him. "How may I help you, Your Highness?"

 

[Matreania]

Michael smirked, "Stop that." he playfully warned, "Come on, my lesson is boring, so I sneaked out. Let's go."

 

[Binnie Ryman]

"Go, Your Highness?" Celia asked nervously. "Go where?"

 

[Matreania]

Michael shrugged, looking back at the Chef, "Maybe for a ride?" he suggested, smiling, "Just to get out of the castle.

 

[Binnie Ryman]

"Ride, Your Highness?" Celia asked sounding unsure. She had never learned to ride.

 

[Matreania]

Michael smiled, nodding, "Yep, come on."

 

[Binnie Ryman]

"I, I'm not sure that's the best idea, Your Highness," said Celia.

 

[Matreania]

Michael sighed, "Michael." He corrected, "We talked about that. Come on, it'll be fine, I promise." He said reaching out his hand to her.

 

[Binnie Ryman]

"Your Highness, Michael," she corrected, "I cannot ride," said Celia, sounding slightly embarrassed.

 

[Matreania]

Michael smiled, "I'll be very patient and teach you. Or you could just hold on to me?"

 

[Binnie Ryman]

"Really?" Celia asked. "You'd do that?"

 

[Matreania]

Michael smiled, "I got you in the kitchen, I can get you on a horse."

 

[Binnie Ryman]

Celia smiled. "Thank you, Your Highness." Celia curtsied respectfully.

 

[Matreania]

Michael smirked, "We'll work on that too." he chuckled, "Come on."

 

[Binnie Ryman]

Celia stayed close to Michael. She was scared she would be caught and get in trouble. Peasant girls had no place near princes.