Uninvited visit
I know my pa said for me not to wonder off like I normally do especially today of all day something about some guy getting a bride but whatever I do not wish marry especially to some man I do not love, yet alone someone I don't know.
So while my pa waits outside the door of our cottages. I was sneaking out the back window. I ran into the wood lines, once I was in cover I walk to the only place where no one was.
When I came upon, the ruins of the old castle I walked up the broken down stairs to a roofless room, but once there I saw a young man. I was instantly fueled by anger.
What are you doing here?! I demanded of him. He turns with a startled look on his face. Why.... he looks at me, and then shakes his head bemused what’s a young girl like you doing here... taking a step towards me.
My mind screamed run, but I refuse to give him the satisfaction he is trying to frighten me. I held my ground; he was standing right before me. Now that he is I can get a better look at him.
He is well groomed, taller than me, long black hair pulled back, lovely light green eyes, an average size nose, his mouth that mean mouth. Broad shoulders an abs cute little belly button.
Belly button, I thought. When he cleared his throat, I meet his eyes he stare in my eyes did you get your fill, when he said that my face caught aflame and quickly look away from his face.
What is he doing here barely dressed in the middle of the woods in my independent place, my mind racing to figure out why he was here. You should not be out here dressed like that, it’s not right. Well, me lady I did not expect company, but I should say the same about you. He pointed to my attire.
I looked down I was just wearing a rather thin white dress that was not reveling in anyway. I have you know I am quite clothed more that I can say for you. Fair enough my dear but as to you I have something covering my non-bare feet, were as you don't. Again I look down at myself but to my bare feet. I don't like wearing them.
Okay then if I may ask what made you come here?
I always come here however you are the first I’ve know of to come near here........why is that?
There is a story behind that.
In the far distance a horn sounds. Oh no. I turn to run back to the cottage but the guy grabs my arm where are you going? I looked at his hold on my arm he let it go. I took off quickly.
