So she would talk like that for someone that would not send her to the guard and rat on her? Danzel thought, but what about him? Why is it that she could talk to him like this? Does she not think that she would get into trouble? He had to know. So he asked. "What about me?" He waited for a response.
"You would've already turned me in." The girl was right. If Danzel wanted to, he could have turned her in by the first slap she inflicted on him. However, if he did that then he'd get into trouble. He's not supposed to be out here in the first place. So instead of turning her in, he decided to make her believe that he was not going to turn her in from the kindness of his heart. "We as women have tried to fight back, but were hung instead. Now that's not right." The way the girl spoke was different than before. He heard the pain in her voice.
She must have been through a lot. Danzel thought to himself. "I can tell you one thing," Danzel began to speak and made sure that the girl was paying attention. "You have some real balls talking like that."
"I would take that as a compliment." He saw the girl's grin on her face. He liked the way she was different in the way she acted from the other girls and Danzel loved every minute of it. "It seems like I'm the only girl that would speak out like this." Danzel heard her say.
Well yeah, or your head would be rolling. Danzel thought but never interrupted her speech.
"What I'm really waiting for is the Prince to take the crown and rule the Kingdom as soon as possible. However, we don't want him to follow his uncle's ways. Danzel listened. She was thinking about him. She couldn't wait for him to become King. That's all he heard in the castle. They think the same down here as well. "Everyone loved the previous King, that is, until he passed away." Pain struck Danzel's heart. Even though it was several years since his father's passing. It still hurt when he thought about his father. "If the Prince is able to follow his father's ways, then everything would go back to our peaceful days. Women can have freedom they once had. Women would no longer be scared." The girl stopped. Danzel looked at her waiting for her to continue. "My mother told me that everyone loved the previous King, some even treasured him." Danzel saw a warm smile on her face. Emotions he had never felt before started to emerge.
"What if the Prince doesn't want to become King?" Danzel spoke before he realized what he was saying. It could be how the girl had been speaking that he fell into the flow. "Everyone might have loved his father, but why does he have to be like his father or his uncle? Can't he just be who he really is?" Danzel could not believe he was actually saying these things. How was she going to respond? He was almost scared to hear what she had to say.
"Well yeah. He can be his own person. He can be whoever he wants to be." Danzel was blown away. She was telling him it's okay to be himself. She told him that it's okay. It felt like all the pressure being his father or uncle was lifted off of him. "But, I'm just saying that we hope he rules the Kingdom like his father, not be his father."
"So he could be who he wants to be? Will that be okay?" He asked her. He just wanted to confirm she wasn't going to go back on her word.
"Yes he can." Danzel saw the smile spread across her face. Suddenly both teens heard a loud slamming noise. Danzel saw that it was from the main door being slammed open. He couldn't get caught. That's the last thing he wanted. He grabbed the girl forcing her down onto her knees. They used the crates to hide them from the intruders hoping they would not find them.
"What the hell are you doing?" The girl squeaked out. He wasn't thinking, and reacted to shush her up. He soon realized his lips were on hers. This was the first time he had done something like this. He felt the girl squirm in his embrace, so he put his hand behind her head to make sure she could not break free. The girls mouth soon open.
Maybe she is really enjoying this? He thought. He deepened the kiss by putting his tongue into her mouth. She tasted so sweet. Even though she was so dirty on the outside, she tasted so sweet on the inside. He felt her participate in the kiss. She likes it. He thought. He must not be a bad kisser. The sound of the footsteps disappeared from their ears. The couple soon broke apart and Danzel couldn't help but keep the grin on his face. He liked kissing her more than he thought he would. The Prince watched the girls' features as she turned red. Pain soon rushed into Danzel's cheek. He couldn't register what happened. His mind finally cleared and realized that she had slapped him again. "Damn it." Danzel yelled out in anger. "That is the second time you hit me." Danzel couldn't help but hiss at the pain building in his face.
"Well, it's your fault for kissing me like that." The girl yelled.
Why would she act like that? A smirk soon spread across his face. "Don't tell me that was your first kiss?" He couldn't help but grin even more when her face went crimson. If she got any redder, her face would look like an apple.
"It doesn't matter if it was or not, but, but, you don't go around doing stuff like that" Danzel loved it. She was red and it was because of him. He had made her that way. "Listen, who knows when those damn guards are coming back, but I have other stuff I have to do. I'm not going to sit here and let you do as you please with me. If you wish for your death, then keep sleeping here. I really don't give a damn anymore." Danzel couldn't help but smirk at her. She was trying to sound as if she wasn't affected by what he did, but he knew different. He watched as she started to leave, but he didn't want to leave without taking something from her first. He grabbed her arm, twisted her around and taken her lips a second time. He loved this. If he could, he'd take her back to the castle and keep her as a pet, since he could not have her as a wife yet. He felt the teen girl struggle against him and finally let her go. He looked at her while she glared at him, and finally left the storage room. He stayed in the storage a few minutes longer. He soaked in all the events that just happen. He wanted her. She was the one.