They were just beautiful pair of eyes of a handsome man who looked in his twenties with straight black hair which was messy, he had a pointed nose and sharp jaw and towered over me by almost one feat. After a few seconds, I realized he was holding a sword against my neck. But the next second it was taken away from my neck.
"Princess Freya." He said and a shiver ran down my spine. His voice is a little hoarse which sounded amazing and made me blush a little bit.
"I am so sorry for my actions, I thought it was someone else as you never come down this late. I am very sorry, princess Freya." A handsome man like him apologized to me with his head bowed. My name is not Freya but still, it felt amazing hearing it from him.
"It's okay. I just came for some water." I said and he nodded when he saw the water jar in my hand.
"Do you want me to help you?" he asked me sincerely.
"No, thank you. I mean yeah, why not. I would like some help." I fumbled and was embarrassed so I dropped my eyes down on the floor.
"Okay, please follow me," he said and we both headed towards the kitchen. He took the water jar from me and started filling it as I stood there looking at him while the candles and lantern made him look like a beautiful dream.
I was behaving like a teenager which I was not but Freya was and I was in Freya's teenage body. But for some reason, I didn't feel odd or uncomfortable. Maybe he sensed my eyes on him because he looked at me and the light from the candles around made him look intense. He smiled at me and he has simples on both. He is very handsome and I am mesmerized, maybe it's because of the light effect that is created by the candles and lanterns around, I unintentionally blushed.
"Here." He gave me the jar which was now filled with water, our hands touched while doing so. His hands were cold and strong but his eyes held a form of warmth in them. As soon as our hands touched, he cleared his throat and stepped back, apologizing to me.
"It's fine," I said with a smile and turned to leave. When I reached the bottom of the stairs I turned and saw him standing in the same position with his hands back as he stared at me back. I smiled at him and went up the stairs, into my room.
Dinking some water, I lay on my bed and thought about the fact that it's been a day since I have been transmigrated from a scientist of the 21st century to a princess of a town in the medieval era. I have no idea how I am going to live here and adjust to so many new and foreign things around me, also without technology and social media it's going to be a tough test for me. But I have to learn how to survive here and live a better life here as much as possible. I signed as it seems like a tough challenge to win, but I will try my best.
So, Chloe the scientist from the 21st century died after the truck-kun encounter and I think no one must have noticed it except my colleagues and my cat, Nora. I dint had any family or close friends as I was always busy with my work. Now, I am Freya Cohen, the one and only princess of Cohill town in the medieval era, with zero ideas of how am I going to survive.
Today was mentally tiring for me. With me transmigrating to a teenage princess of the medieval era to knowing that I have to live here in Freya's body for the rest of my life. It sounds so interesting and adventurous but I have no idea how the journey is going to be and where it is going to lead me. I need to set my mind up and live plus learn at the moment.
Sometimes life just takes 360 degrees turn and makes your life upside down, but you still have to keep going so you will be stuck in that same moment for life. I am a practical person and believe in keeping going and having faith in myself all the time. I know it is going to be a tough road but I will not give up!
After some time, I heard the same melodious music that I heard in the morning. It sounds like a violin but I am not sure as I have zero knowledge about music. It calmed me down and I was able to subside all the thoughts and clear my head. I blow out the candle on my bedside table and closed my eyes after covering myself with the huge blanket.
***
I met with many important people of the town this morning in the royal court, after breakfast with King and queen or should I say, my father and mother. It was weird because everyone said that they felt sorry for me as I lost my memory. But who will explain the whole story to them? Also, I guarantee that they will not believe me so why make a fool out of myself.
"Freya, I want you to meet one more person." King, father said to me as the only people in the royal court right now were my father and me. I nodded at him telling him to continue.
"Alan!" father called someone and a man walked inside the royal court. My eyes widened when I saw the same handsome man whom I met yesterday night. He looks as handsome as yesterday but not dreamy, I knew the effect was from the light from the candles and lanterns! But he is still the most handsome man I have ever seen.
He was wearing the same clothes as my father just different colors without the cape. His black were lazily combed and his hazel eyes still looked pretty like yesterday, except now they are not looking at me but the King. His one hand was on scabbed that was attached to his waistband and the other one on his chest while he bowed at father and then at me, before standing a few feet away from us. He looked straight at father and stood confidently as I gawked at him in awe and shock.
"Freya, this is Alan Reyes, most skilled and one of the youngest soldiers we have. He is your personal, guard." Father introduced him to me and I was shocked to say is the least.
"What? I have a personal, guard?!"