forum OH MY PRINCE

Started February 25, 2019 by Deleted user

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"Um, sure you could walk with me." Dan said smiling. I really hope this guy isn't a psycho murderer. he thought then looked at the forest and the guy. "Just promise you won't kill me."

"What? Why would I? I don't think I could if I tried!" Chris chuckled lightly, and walked towards Dan, folding his hands in front of him. "I don't see a reason to kill you, anyways."

"Well, thanks. I promise I won't kill you either." Dan said and laughed a bit. He started walking towards the forest. The lighting of the forest was different from everywhere else, it was calmer and darker.

"I'm Chris. Sorry about earlier. I'm not normally a social person. Maybe to friends, but I really don't have any." Christian glanced around before self-consciously running his hands through his hair.

Dan nodded. should I say my real name? I have no clue. 50 50 chance or the results. Whatever. He thought, his mind was everywhere, conflicting over the truth or a blunt lie. "I'm Dan. And it is alright, I understand."

"Cool. So, what do you like to do around here? Besides scaring the living daylights out of poor people like me." Christian smiled and let his arms fall at his sides.

"Um sit around do boring business stuff." He replied smiling. "What about you?"

"Spending time away from family, as weird as that may sound. I usually like to read and care for animals when I can as well." Christian seemed comfortable, and he sighed lightly. "I just wish my parents wouldn't pity me."

"I don't see my parents much at all. Why do your parents pity you though?" He asked questioningly.

"Oh. Town burned down. I presume my real family's dead. I got used to living on the streets. That kind of jazz." Chris seemed a bit agitated about the subject, and his voice was dry, emotionless.

"Oh. Sounds rough." Dan replied really not wanting to say sorry, he didn't want the guy to think he was pitying him.

"I'm fine. It isn't too bad. My new family at least gives me the essentials. I mean, some people take it for granted, but I like people who work for what they get." Christian smiled faintly, and his eyes darted around the scenery. "It's really nice here. I come here often when I'm upset, or I can't find much to do."

"Yeah. This place does seem nice. I don't really get out much at all. Not really allowed." He replied looking around and towards the sky.

"Not allowed? What, do your parents hate you or something? Or are they just strict?" Christian was taken aback, and his face was concerned.

"Strict. Cautious I guess. Though they probably mean well, it's-" he stopped mid sentence and quickly pulled Chris behind a tree as some guards rode past.

Chris jerked and his face contorted to an almost scared look when he saw the guards. "Thanks," he whispered. "I'm not necessarily liked by the guards nowadays…"

"Yeah, Guards might like me currently either." Dan whispered back watching as they rode past. There where more than the usual patrol amount. "I wonder what they are going after."

"I don't know. I usually can outrun them on foot, but not when they're on horseback. What do you think they're after?" Chris' eyes sparked with wonder and curiosity.

"Shit, it might be a who, not what." Dan said quickly then stepped away from the tree. He looked around seeing the guards gone.

"Well, who? There hasn't been a criminal around, has there?" It was quite obvious that Chris knew nothing about the fact that Dan was the prince.

"No, no criminals… I have to go." He said looking around. He was starting to panic. though he could tell that Chris had no idea who he was, he was actually glad of that.

"Oh…okay. See you around then?" Chris liked Dan's company, but he didn't want to force him to be friends with him, or to even acknowledge his existence.

Dan looked at him, "I'm not sure." He said then ran. He ran down the road and looked at the walls. He found a part of the wall he knew was not currently being patrolled and climbed over it. He made it in the walls of the castle, ran over to the side of the castle where his room and window was and got into the room soon enough.

Chris' eyes went sad, and he walked around, kicking rocks in frustration. Did I make him leave?

Dan sat on the floor staring at the ceiling breathing for a second before standing and changing to fancier clothes.

Dammit, Chris. You probably scared him off…
(Any ideas as to how they'd see each other again?)

(Maybe the Prince has to ride around town every week, not optional.)

Dan was changed and went downstairs.

(Okay! Uh…you said Chris instead of Dan…)
Chris sighed as he walked around, eventually finding himself in front of his house. He walks in, and he sees the note instantly.
Christian,
We'll all be attending the festival today. We are expecting you to be there.
Mom + Dad.
Chris growled and headed out. He hated it when his 'parents called him by his real name.

(Yeah, sorry)

Dan was found by some guards they looked him over, making sure he met expectations. They put his crown on him then ushered him to the carriage. On the way they explained his father was too busy to attend and it would be just him and his mother the queen.
Soon enough they arrived in the town square.

The town square was bustling with people, so much so that it was difficult for Chris to find his 'family.' When he did, he looked clearly uncomfortable, and he looked like he would have been anywhere else but there if it weren't for his foster father's kind hand on his shoulder.