The Prince's Escape
"If I help you, you help me. No questions asked."
"What?" I ask. Surely I hadn't heard correctly. How could I possibly help a prince, who can get anything with the snap of a finger?
"You heard me, stable girl," he states sternly, his eyes unwavering. "Times almost up," he shrugs.
But I still haven't said anything. What if it's something bad, really bad? Could I just die now? But if he gets me out, I can give him the slip. I just need to get out of this. "Fine," I huff.
"Awe, stable girl, smile. You know you're happy," he smiles, and I feel like accidentally colliding my fist to his jaw that might make me smile.
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