Chapter One

I tell you it was like any other day, I was picking flowers for my bedroom when all of a sudden a Prince landed on my knee. He looked up with strong blue eyes and said;

“What the hell hit me?”

“I don’t know,” I replied “You just landed on me oh Prince.”

He sat up and ruffled is fabulous black hair and gazed into my eyes. Inches from mine I though -and wished- he would kiss me.

“Excuse me M’lady for intruding on your garden but I was facing a gruesome beast, May I suggest you run home now?”

“My Prince I…”

But before I could finish a hand clasped over his head and dragged him away. The ugly distorted hand belonged to a giant called Dwarf – I met him once and he tried to marry me – who was holding my man captive.

“Hey let him go!”

“Shut up whore!” he roared

“SQUUUEEEEE!!!!! Meany!!” I cried, as the giant began to roar and recoiled his hand.

“Hey scum bag!” yelled my prince “Didn’t anyone ever tell you not to make a girl cry?”

“Bastard!!!! I will eat you up!!” he roared swinging his sword, is luminous eyes fixated upon me and he lunged forward, but my hero blocked the way and cut off one of his offending arms. My hero jumped back and stood defensive by me.

“Run! I can’t hold him long!”

“No! I can’t leave you!”

“Dammit!” Dwarf struck out and his sword clipped the hero’s side.

“I’m telling you Dwarf I don’t want to have to kill you!”

But it was too late as Dwarf was blinded by fury.

“M’lady close your eyes as this is not for you too see.”

So manly! KYA! The next thing I knew he was in front of me knelt down on one knee.

“Are you ok m’lady?”

“Yes…I’m…Fine…”

“I’m glad” his blue eyes became dull and contorted with pain and he passed out.”

I finally managed to drag him home, and he was sure I took him up to my bedchambers to dress his wounds – why what did you think I was going to do? – I took off his armour and it revealed a rather lovely black velvet tunic except for a rip down the side of it. I removed the tunic and found that a white cloth wrap was restricting his breathing yet there was no sign of any blood. As I felt for the wound so that I could heal it I felt a bump, bump??? Pressing to feel what this bump was I became curious Why a bump? OH MY GOD! There is another one next to it! Feeling them both the Hero began to moan…Hang on it’s…it’s…

“Wha? What are you doing?” said my hero nervously

“What am I doing? What are those bumps? You can tell me…is it cancer?”

“It’s just a bunch of cloth.”

“It probably kept the blood in for you.”

“Yeah …blood…”

“Well I can’t dress your wounds with it on.”

“Do not worry fair one I will manage myself”

“Alright then there is a shower through their you can use.”

“Thank you”

Shakily he made his way to the shower room as I headed downstairs to cook something. As I was cooking the sausages not think at all of the vision of manliness in the shower shower…man…shower…man…shower…hunk…(dies) when there was an almighty bang. DON’T DIE I ran upstairs as fast as I could and burst in.

Shouldn’t have done that.