She felt that she had waited so long.

So long that when he covered her with his body, she thought she was dreaming. The heat of his body dispelled the cold air and drove away from the angry crowds on Square Street. No political enemies, no plague, no famine, and even the crown no longer matter.

He wrapped her with hot, wet kisses, and she arched her body to please him as if inviting more. His teeth scraped her skin bringing layers of shuddering. 

She knows that both body and heart are ready now, ready for him,  ready for destiny.

*

Susan held her breath, staring at a dirty little hand, stretched out from under the grocery stall, sneaky toward a gorgeous handbag that lay on the stall.

Next to the stall, a few noblewomen in their leather-encrusted cloaks, who were eagerly gossiping about the failure of the young Queen Elizabeth 's blind date,  had not yet realized that the handbag they left unattended was in danger.

Susan looked around nervously.

A team of royal palace guards in iron armor had just left, and soldiers could still be seen swaying in the distance. The crowds moving through the street were either rich or noble, and even the hawkers' bargaining sounds seemed courteous. This is Square Street, the nearest street to the palace. Some people even say that standing in the house attic on Square Street, you can see the candle flame in the Queen's bedroom of Silver Moon Castle.

Either way, this is the last place a thief should go, especially an eight-year-old girl. Damn, Susan wishes she could have stopped Ella a little earlier.

Susan approached the stall as inconspicuously as possible, hoping to take Ella away before she gets into trouble.

All of a sudden,

"Get that thief!" A loud shout rang out from behind Susan.

Oh, no! 

No time to think, Susan hurriedly grabbed the laundry basket and threw it back without looking.

The clothes seemed to have just been washed, wet, and still dripping. Several dresses spread their wide hems in the air and fell towards the crowd with the cold well water, causing chaos interspersing with 

" Watch out, my Lord !"

" Oh, God! Oh, God!"

" Help!" 

"Maid!"

Such shouts of exclamation bubbling around.

Sorry, sorry. Susan whispered guiltily while rushing towards the stall. 

In the meantime, Ella sneaked out from under the stall, her blonde braids messy, with grass leaves on them. she caught sight of Susan and opened her mouth wide in surprise.  "Susan! What are you doing here?"

"It's all because of you!" Susan whispered angrily.

Ella looked back and saw that the ladies were distracted by the chaos and nobody paid attention to the beautiful handbag. Her eyes lit up, stretched out her hand again. Susan grabbed her hand back immediately.  "How many times have I told you! No stealing!"

"But you have an interview for a  court dressmaker tomorrow, and you need a new dress."

"I'm going to be a seamstress, by craft, not a new dress." Susan pulled Ella along and began to run wild.

"But how could the Queen want you to be a court dressmaker when you're dressed so ugly?"

Susan found herself speechless.

The soldiers, who were attracted by the chaos, soon spotted the originator of the mess and start to chase after them.

Susan and Ella held the hem in their hands, running as fast as they can, so through half a street, Ella suddenly pulled Susan's arm and pointed to a wool carriage stopping by the road. The owner seems not to be around at the moment. The two girls looked at each other with a grin, then jumped into the carriage, hiding behind the wool stack.

Instead of seeing the two girls in hiding, the soldiers who were in pursuit continued to run forward.

Ella grimaced the soldiers' backs, turned to Susan, and continued to persuade.  "And the shadow said, 'you must go to the palace. It is your destiny. 'Susan, you need a new dress."

"Shadow? Didn't I tell you to leave that creep alone?" Susan frowned and said: "That guy is not a good guy. And destiny is all stinking shit."

"Then you still spend every night with him?" Ella screamed up with a glare.

Susan almost choked: "What do you mean every night with him? It's torture, suffering, and a nightmare. I simply do not have any choice, okay ?"

At this moment, the carriage owner returned, and confusingly found the two girls hiding in his carriage.  "What are you two doing here?"

Meanwhile, the soldiers who had chased them to the end of the street realized that something was wrong and were turning back.

Susan had a bad feeling about this, and she was right.

The owner looked at the two girls in front of him,  then looked at the soldiers in the distance, suddenly realized, and immediately shouted.  "Here, they are here!"

Hell, people nowadays have no empathy at all! 

Two girls had no choice but to jump off the carriage and continue their escape. The soldiers shouted and chased after them.

It wasn't long before Susan and Ella got exhausted and had no idea where they were, while the soldiers behind them were getting closer and closer.

"Split up!" cried Ella.

Ok.

Ella is only eight, but when it comes to running away, she's definitely a veteran. Susan is humbled.

"See you on Frame Street!" Before Susan could say anything, Ella went headlong into an alley on the left, and Susan only had to turn her head into another one. The pursuing soldiers also split their way here, chasing them down separately.