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Story Tale: Patience's Little Mishap
Chapter Five: A Truce
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"OW!"
"Excuse me! I'm sorry!"
"... And who the hell are you two?!"
Princess Patience, Jack the Not-So-Courageous and Malice the Other Prince just met by means of crashing into each other in the middle of the remains of a battlefield. Patience quickly stood up from the groaning two and dusted her dress off from the dirt. Her gray eyes looked at the two princes in curiosity.
"A-Are you two...?" she stuttered out. This was also the first time she had met more people of royalty outside her home before. She never got visitors come over to Solara (which, keep in mind, had a reason behind it)
Jack was the next to bolt back up to his feet, and shielding his face with his arms. He was panting heavily and his legs were wobbling like jelly.
"P-P-Please! Don't hurt me!" he stammered out. Patience looked at Jack confusedly. Why was this guy acting like that?
Malice, the last member of this ragtag party, finally stood up, his dignity a little less... dignified. He fixed the tiara on top of his head and frowned towards the other two.
"I asked you two politely a QUESTION." Jack and Patience froze from the instant chill Malice's voice held. The Other Prince folded his arms, a little agitated.
"Am I talking to brick walls or something? I asked who the HELL are you two?" he said in an uptight voice.
Jack, in retaliation, sunk down towards the ground and folded his whole body into a fetal position. Whimpers could be heard from under his cave of arms.
Patience in the meantime, put up a smile and bowed daintily. "My name is Princess Patience! Its such a pleasure to meet the both of you!"
She gave a faint but very weak chuckle when Malice replied with a nettled glare. Jack in the meantime was getting nudged out of his position from his steed, Poosh.
Patience looked towards Jack and knelt down to pat the prince's carrot-colored hair. Jack reacted with jumping up in fright, yelling and covering his head in fear of the princess.
Malice gave a scoff. "Chicken-head." He then turned heel in the opposite direction, his cape flying gently in the invisible wind.
"W-Wait!" Patience managed to say before trying to follow the dark clouded prince. She took a firm grip on Jack's wrists and ignored the verbal refusals from the other prince.
She followed Malice out of the field, silently (with Jack now staying quiet and Poosh by her side, reading the latest copy of Reader's Digest.) Only till the young princess stepped on a very crunchy pinecone, did Malice notice her intrusion.
".... Why are you following me?" he said curtly.
Patience frowned back towards Malice, Jack pulling away from her vicegrip. She kept her grip, both on Jack's wrist and Malice's stare.
"Because I need help. There's something troubling me and I must make it stop," Patience quietly replied.
Malice's dark eyes wavered a little before smirking. "And why would you ask ME for help? Do you even know who I am?"
Patience shook her head. Of course she didn't. She was a sheltered princess that just ran away from home with no knowledge of where to turn. Malice was apparently her only thing to turn to for help, but he also was appearing to be her first obstacle as well.
"No I don't. I just know from your clothes that you look like a prince," Patience smiled.
Malice, on the other hand, didn't seem to approve. He thought everyone in the land knew his name. Maybe the Chicken-Head and this haughty girl was from another more oblivious part.
"I am Malice. I'm a prince from a land not too far from here. Although I don't plan to go back to it," the man sassed back. He hated having to talk aimlessly about himself. Especially from strangers so foreign like these two.
He decided to turn away from the princess, only to stop when he felt a small hand on his shoulder. He turned to see Jack panting from exhaustion (from trying to run away from these two strangers.)
"... Will you put your hand off from me?" Malice said in a lethal voice.
Jack shook his head, his voice a little shaky. "Y-You know... she's asking for you help, since she's kinda lost like m-me too..."
Both Jack and Patience gave a pleading look towards Malice. The Other Prince pulled Jack's hand off and crossed his arms.
"Why should I? What can you do?"
Jack shrugged his shoulders. "I don't know how to be brave."
Patience bowed her head in dismay. "And I have a terribly feeling that there is something terribly wrong somewhere and I feel that I should stop it..."
Malice looked away. They had problems that sounded way too complex for him to step into. So why bother helping them?
Patience saw the Other Prince's eyes shimmer with something she predicted to be short of hope diminishing. She walked closer to Malice and took off one of her small hoop earrings. She then took the prince's hand and placed the earring in the palm of his hand.
"Here. My payment. Its not much... but whatever you say, I will do. I just need help to get this feeling off my chest."
Malice stared back in Patience's gray eyes. No one in his life ever gave a gift to him. Just the simple earring alone made his frozen heart burn.
Patience looked towards Jack with a faithful look. Jack gave her a confused one back. They were both waiting for Malice's reaction.
Somewhere in the sunset distance, a wolf howled, signaling the end of the Day. Somewhere in that distance, another truce was being sought out in not so friendly terms.
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more to come soon.
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