Thrity-Seven - Patience's Little Mishap (pt 4)

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Story Tale: Patience's Little Mishap

Chapter Four: The Meeting

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So where did we leave off? Right...

Princess Patience was running across the world's countryside, away from her home of the Kingdom of Solar to...well, somewhere where someone could also say that there was something terribly wrong in the world. But her first, biggest obstacle that was in her way...she didn't know where to go to first.

She definitely was just running aimlessly without the aid of a map or a compass. She was a wandering traveler with only the rising Sun and the distant wind behind her back to guide her.

It had been over a week now that Patience had run away. The girl had a deep, sinking feeling that maybe her parents had forgotten their own daughter. But then again...they might've been looking for her. This feeling alone was the thing that kept the princess traveling.

Patience was never let out of her kingdom, so being out in the open world all on her own, for the first time in her life, was both an exciting and frightening experience. She was only dressed in a crisp white outing dress and her toes was hidden in sheer black boots. Her gray drops of eyes looked around the newest place of discovery: an empty field full of broken carts and arrows coloring the red clouded sands.

What she didn't know was that she had walked into the aftermath of the very same battle that Jack the Not-So-Courageous Prince's army partook in.

The princess leaped, scurried and all the most avoided the many 'sleeping bodies' and tried to get around without a second glance. Patience had read about war, but she was trying to imagine the scene in front of her as a 'pillow fight.' With arrows, swords and cannons.

A most splendid pillow fight indeed. During this whole spectacle though, Patience didn't feel the least bit worried about why this field looked the way it did.

Patience trudged alongside the cast of bodies before stopping to see a foreign thing in the near distance across the field.

It was a man, dressed in a long dark purple cloak, and his navy hair flapping lazily in the blood-drenched breeze.

Patience took another glance and smiled to herself. It was another friend! She could try to ask him or her for directions to the next town.

Or maybe he knew a little about her little reverie...?

She took this chance and hopped over merrily towards the other man.

Now readers, do you remember Malice the Other Prince? The heartless git that hates everyone?

That would be the man Patience was happily hoping she'd get an answer to.

Knowing him, Malice wouldn't give our little heroine a glance. So! Leave our little Patience meet Malice with the simple conclusion that she would be shot down for her efforts?

But lets not forget Jack the Not-So-Courageous Prince and his trustful man-made steed, Poosh! In a drastic twist of fate, the cowardly man had somehow got his behind back to the same battlefield of which he turned his puppy dog heel and ran.

Well. Jack crashed into the merry Patience, who rolled and crashed into Malice.

There we go, their meeting.

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more to come, since i'm too tired to write at the moment.