princess Blog and Journals

Brendon's POV

I peered at the figure for a few moments, realizing that it was a woman. "Excuse me? Are you lost?" I said standing up. The figure quickly turned the other way and began to run deeper into the forest. If she wasn't already lost, she would be know. I sprinted after her, trying to make sure to be light on my feet. Roots jutted up every few feet and it was possible for someone to seriously injure themselves if they weren't careful. She gained a little speed and was quickly too far ahead for me to see, but I followed her none the less. I kept running and then I saw it. The figure was huddled on the ground. I still couldn't see her face but I heard the short whimpers. She was hurt.

Isabella's POV

Stupid! Stupid! Why did I have to trip? Now I'm going to be caught and forced to go back to the castle. I would never be allowed back out and my father will have me locked in a tower. I heard someone's steps and I tried to crawl out of the path but it was useless. My ankle was throbbing and I'm pretty sure it was going to bruise. "Are you alright?" His soft voice rang through the forest. Tears ran down my face. Back to the castle I go. He walked closer to me, stepping lightly. He bent down and turned over the ankle I was gripping. His face squished, "This is pretty bad. You should probably get that looked at." I stared at his face as he inspected my ankle. He looked up at me, then the look of complete shock and awe became very present. "Oh! Princess Isabella...." I cut him off before he could say anything else, "Stop. No. Please, just....help me up. I don't want to go back," I said between sobs. He stopped himself. "But, why?" He asked. "I'm nothing but a captive in that horrid place. I just need to get away from there." I looked away. After a moment or two I felt an arm around my shoulders as he helped me up. I blushed. Not only was the very attractive boy helping me but, it was surely the boy I had seen earlier. "May I ask of your name?" I asked. "My name is Brendon," He said with a smile that would melt the hearts of thousands. We hobbled a bit and came to a clearing. "Wait. Let's rest here," I said sitting against a tree. He helped me sit in a comforable position. He sat next to me.

Brendon's POV

I had no idea how this happened. Was it fate? Or just really dumb luck? "So Princess, tell me again what your plans are?" I asked. I was being awfully rude. No one talks to royalty the way I was. "I'm running away. I can't stand that castle anymore," she looked down at her hands that were covered in dirt. I felt for her a little. "Why? You have everything. Money, beautiful clothes, and all the power you could ask for." She shook her head. I could see she was crying a bit. "I have no freedom. I am stuck in my room all day and all I do is look out my small window and realize that I would rather have nothing," she tried to stand. "No! Wait. I'm sorry. I did not mean to upset you," she sat back down. It was just then I heard horse hooves beating behind us. "It's the royal guard. I'm dead," She said with a panicked look. I shook my head, "Not if I'm here to help you." I picked her up and we ran through the forest. The hooves seemed to be going in the opposite direction but this Median Forest was such a twisted place, I wasn't sure. We came apon a small shack that Ryan and I had found when we were really young. I pulled open the door and got Isabella inside. I pulled the door shut and peered out the dirt covered windows.

Ryan's POV

"Ryan? Go find Brendon so we can get back before complete darkness please." I nodded and went into the town. I had a sort of answer of where he was but I wasn't quite sure. I looked into every shop, but most of them were closed. I looked into this one shop and saw her. Her name was Melanie and I had met her when I was very young. She had bright red hair and creamy white skin. I quickly turned away as I saw her father walk up to her. I had asked her father a year back if I could marry her, but he said that he wouldn't give his daughters hand to anyone that had no real family. Basically meaning that because my mother had not reamarried, I couldn't marry the girl of my dreams. For days after that I sulked, I wanted to be dead myself. I turned and started for the small shack in the woods where it was possible Brendon could be.

((Chapter 3. The princess and Brendon have finally met. We've found out that Ryan loves a girl. What will happen when Ryan gets to the small shack only to find Brendon hanging out with Royalty? Find out in chapter 4. I love all who read. thanks much. ~~Queen Spencer))