Chapter 11
He sure backed me up into a corner, didn't he? Chinessa thought to herself. She cleared her throat and responded the only way she could - with sophistication and maturity.
"Why thank you for your attendance today Prince Colin, we are thankful that you took the time out of your busy schedule to join us today." She finished her greeting off with a curtsy for good measure, which was greeted by whispers about what a refined daughter she was.
Hehe, by acting like the bigger person in the conversation, I would make him look like quite the fool for picking on an innocent little girl such as myself. I succeeded in painting quite the picture.
"What are you playing at? Acting all mature and such, is this another one of your ploys to get me to like you? Hmph, you women are all same, mindlessly willing to throw themselves at anyone with an ounce of fame or fortune. A shame, really."
How dare he! The only mindless one around here was him! What twisted things would have had to happen to him for him to think that way at that age? From what she had heard he was only seven! At this point, she was seeing red and her small fists curled up into balls and her face flushed bright red. This was the first time that she had become seriously angry in this body and she wasn't going to let something like her small size get in the way of a good reprimand. Her anger had bubbled up inside of her like a shaken soda can and once it burst there was no stopping it.
"Is that any way to talk to a woman!? Show some respect, would you! Aren't you supposed to be a prince!? To think that this country will one day rest in your hands truly worries me!"
She expected her father to shoot her a look of disapproval but what met her instead was a smirk.
Haaaah? He finds this amusing? Nothing of the sort! Rather an outrage that such a thing could occur, by a prince furthermore! Whoever disciplined this prince should be ashamed of themselves!
The crowd of onlooker's shared expressions of shock were soon replaced with collective smiles and sighs as they reminisced their own youths.
Ahh, young love...
The prince, on the other hand, did not find this amusing. Rather, he was shaken to the core. This was the first time in his life that someone had spoken to him like that! By a girl furthermore!? And one who originally would cling to him and follow his every request, without a hint of hesitation? This was in stark contrast to the servants who would tread on eggshells around him, doing their best to please and impress him. Just what on earth had happened to this girl who he was once severely irritated - but now confused by, in the few short months that he spent trying to avoid her?