Puppy Love

N/A · 04-15-2013, 03:37 PM

It seemed they were doomed to an argument. They were both too fired up and frustrated, but the problem was.. they were frustrated not at each other, but at the situation. Only, they couldn't take it out on the situation, so they yelled at each other. Very much like kids, they were not seeing things clearly. Then again, who in love ever thought clearly? Three meetings, four counting this one, and already he had pledged his love to her - though he'd never actually used the dangerous four letter word. No, he wasn't old enough to use that word, surely he wasn't. I'll think that always, he retorted almost spitefully, with a flash of fangs. She couldn't tell him that he'd change, that he'd be different or worse off for being crowned King. How much different could it be than being Prince, anyway? Sure, he wouldn't have to live in his father's shadow and he could do whatever he wanted, but hell, he practically did that now anyway. You don't know either, so don't assume the worst.

Why did women insist upon thinking the worst of their male counterparts? Why were they always so pessimistic? Of course, it wasn't like he had all that much experience with females, but he'd been around them enough to know it was true. His mother certainly thought the worst of his father at times, and she always seemed to be pessimistic about his ideas. He was surprised his father could deal with it. Maverick thought surely it would drive him mad if he was in his place. He waited anxiously, wondering what she would say, how she would react to his confession of feelings. Surely that would quell the anger that raged in those cerulean eyes. Surely, surely...

He had been wrong, so very wrong. The fire flashed in her eyes, frightening him, worrying him. The Prince shifted his weight, leaning back as if she were somehow repelling him, forcing him away. Words bit into him and he stifled a whine. She wanted him to.. to leave? After what he'd said? It wasn't enough that he'd just pledged his love and loyalty to her? She wanted no more of him. She must've thought this was all a game, a silly little game. Well if she thought that, she had certainly just won. Fine, he would snap, jaws clicking together forcefully as he pivoted and turned, meaning to move away slowly in case by some miracle she wanted to stop him. He didn't want to go, he never wanted to go.

Exit unless stopped.

Mav speaks,

pip speaks,

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