Anything But A Typical Fairy-Tale

Frustrated, I sighed angrily before walking briskly out of the palace large, front wooden doors.

At the time, I didn't know where I was going, but maybe, just maybe I did.

I kept my face low and made sure that I looked nobody in the eyes. I knew that the townsfolk would recognize me simultaneously and my small amount of freedom would evaporate.

Obviously by keeping my face down, I wasn't looking where I was going.

As an effect, I bumped into someone and we both stumbled backwards.

I apologized automatically, before daring a look at who I had knocked to the ground.

The girl cocked her head slightly to the side, as if observing me.

Her scrutiny made me uncomfortable so I quickly offered to help her up.

While doing so, I glanced a quick look-over of her.

Her straight brown hair was pulled up in a messy pony-tail and her green eyes searched mine.

I was confused immediately by her. She was very quiet and didn't seem to know me.

I could take advantage of this! The thought struck me with such demand that I shocked myself.

I'm turning more and more into my father...Damn.

"I'm terribly sorry, miss. I wasn't looking where I was going." I apologized again, after releasing her mud-caked hands.

Her pants and shirt were filthy and the only reason I could tell she was a girl was by her stunning beauty.

The girl smiled slightly before she reached her hand out to shake mine.

I hesitated and she withdrew her hand and wiped them on her thigh pant leg.

Then she tried again, a bit nervous this time.

I smiled and hoping I wasn't going to be rude anymore, shook her hand.

The beginning of a friendship? Maybe so, but what will my father and mother say when they find out about this?

Oh what will they say?