Princess vs The Slum Lord

"Princess!!! Princess!!! Please tell me you are ready!" Jesaliegh was yelling as she walked into the princess' room almost hyperventilating.

The princess just rolled her eyes and finished getting dressed in her normal outfit, loose fitting pants and a mid drift t-shirt. The handmaiden's eyes almost bugged out of her head..

"What are you wearing?" She exclaimed her voice getting louder and more shrill.

The Princess just looked at her like she was stupid and continued doing what she needed to do. She put on her boots and grabbed her knife. She finally acknowledged the other girl.

"I am going to do what I do everyday, I am going to check on my people and then I am going to hunt down the men who were chasing me yesterday and slit their throats." She said with a wicked grin.

Jesaleigh almost fell over as her jaw dropped and hit the floor. "But but you can't you are supposed to meet your fiancé today. Lord Shenavial will be here in 10 minutes or less." The girl looked like she was going to spontaneously combust.

The princess just looked at Jesaleigh and snarled, "well I hope he likes what he sees because I am not changing and I am not going to parade myself around like a little doll for someone I have never met." She walks out the door and down to the throne room.

As the princess walks into the throne room her father looks at her and shakes his head in disbelief.

In his mind he is cursing her for not representing herself in a more lady like manner but then he remembers she has never acted like a proper princess.

"Darling daughter you have finally arrived and you look so..." he is cut off by her as she says to him straight faced. "Cut the crap father where is this Lord what ever his name is? I have things to do." She buffs out and her father just stares at her he is at a loss for words he just doesn't understand her at all.

She plops down on the floor beside his throne and picks at a string that is coming out of her pants. She is moving around adjusting her position every few seconds. Finally she exhales loudly "Father, where the hell is this guy? 2 exiles tried to abduct me yesterday and I would like to go kill them now not to mention I still need to check on all of the villagers in our region. Also, I am still waiting on the reports from the other regions. These lords are not doing their jobs."

Just as her father is about to answer the doors to the throne room are opened and a man walks in.

He is dressed in an all white suit with a black tie. He clears his throat and begins to speak. "Your majesty it is my great privilege to introduce you to his Lord Sillian Jakkesylan Shenavial III"

The Princess has to cover her mouth and hold back her laughter as the man walked into the throne room. He was quite tall, very thin, and he walked with his nose in the air. Her first thought of this man was he truly needed to pull the stick out of his anal cavity. He walked over to the king and bowed and then looked at the Princess. He made a face of displeasure at her and then he spoke.

He had a high pitched, condescending tone.

"You are the Princess?" He asks as he makes a face like he smells shit on his shoe

"I am she replies curtly." His attitude has already annoyed her. How dare he come into her home and look at her like she is exiled scum.

"When we marry you will not be dressing like so nor will you sit on ... the floor" he speak at her not to her as he waves his hand that is holding a handkerchief.

The king attempts to speak but he is cut off by the Lord of Crastos as he goes on, "Furthermore I expect you to not pretend to make decisions with out my say and you will be living in Crastos with me until such time as your father steps down off the throne or passes, which ever is to come first."

The Princess has had enough she gets to her feet walks up to the man and punches him in his nose. The man is shocked at first and then he passes out as soon as he sees the blood.

"I WILL NOT BE MARRYING THIS PIECE OF SHIT. Get him out of my sight before I guy him and make a new pair of boots!" She exclaims more pissed off than she was when she walked into the throne room. This was a waste of her time. She can rule without a damn husband.

King Masando Skylark can not believe what just happened he looks at the man that introduce the lord and through gritted teeth told him, "get this man out of my kingdom he has 5 days before the new lord will be assigned he needs to get his affairs in order and clear out of there immediately. He no longer has a title and if he ever comes to this castle again he will be imprisoned."

The man looked flushed and didn't know what to do he grabbed his lord's arms and started pulling him out of the throne room.

"May I go now Father? I have things to take care of." She says annoyed. He just waved his hand at her and held his head in his other hand wishing his wife was still alive. He didn't know where he went wrong raising their daughter but she was more manly than half of their army.

She walks out of the room and out of the castle. As she makes the last of her rounds 5 hours later she sits down under a tree and thinks about yesterday. It is too late to look for the men it will be dark soon but the one thing that she can not get out of her head is him,"Miles" she exhales and reminisces about the time they sat and talked until the sun went down. She smiles as she remembers how shy and awkward they both were and then she blushes as she remembers the kiss they shared. It was her first kiss and no kiss has compared to that kiss. She feels her body tingle a bit and she reaches down rubbing her hand up her thigh. As her hand slowly climbs higher

WHACK

She falls to the ground knocked out cold with 2 men standing over her. "Got you Princess."

The men laugh and carry her away.