Let us continue the story of Duncan and Princess Adelina and the journey they set out to make and safe the world from evil.
Kingdom of Crestoria! 31
Duncan did his utmost best to avoid saying anything that could possibly explode in his face and have this plate of food as well find its way to the floor. Such a waist all that glorious food. Multi coloured fruit like a palette neatly arranged to form a rainbow around its edge. In its middle cuts of meat were layered in a beautiful fan. Red, pink, drizzle with a dark brown sauce and a white that glistened from its moisture.
It was a mouthwatering sight and had Duncan change his focus for but a short second.
“So you was saying…?” The princess just started the conversation again.
With an uneasy smile and sweat pouring he just looked across the plate and swallowed away the accumulated saliva. “Should we not eat first?” He knitted his brows together and pulled the corner of his lips up into a forced smile. With eyes closed the tension inside him had him stop his breathing.
“Did I not say wasn’t …” A growl from her tummy overruled her snarly remark. “You can talk while we eat.
-“Hè heh hè.” How could he not feel uneasy hearing such a thing. Duncan wasn’t good at this. Somehow he had managed but she… she. The brain came to a hold and exploded in confusion.
“I… I never heard of that nickname…” Duncan stalled his and took a deep breath.
-“Spit it out already, dumbass.” The princess shown her animal side as she ripped a piece of meat clean from a bone. Her teeth scratched across the surface. The sound of it made the hair in your neck stand straight up and scared little Duncan pale as a ghost.
The voice trembled heavy. “You do have a short temper Princess, Adelina … Miss. I mean, look at the roar in prison and that time you tried to kill me in the arena”
Duncan’s breathing stopped right there and then. Everything he wanted to say came out in a waterfall of words. It took just a piece of what looked like an apple to have him breath life. The crunch of his teeth that sunk into the fruit had its juices spilling out and drip across his chin.
Surprised by his answer the princess stopped and dropped the bone on the plate. But instead of her usual rage and roars she looked down at her greasy hands. There it was again.
A small blush that coloured her cheeks pink through all that fur. Unexpectedly she changed in front of Duncan. “You fool. You sure do not hold back when being honest, do you.”
Her gaze drifts away towards the window as she continues in a somewhat embarrassing tone. “I know, you are right. I never… Grubb tried to… Look, I… I JUST DON”T KNOW OKAY.” It was like a switch that got flipped to change her demeanour to on who stuffed pieces of sliced meat into her mouth and had her cheeks rounded up as if she was hamstering for an upcoming winter and underneath it all let out a inaudible whisper. “I wafent…”
We felt a sack of air roll and tumble inside our stomach. It had us stop and look silently at each other, while the scenery from our window was slowly changing. The ship had started to fly.
To be Continued…