Snippet #1277053

The servant boy's hands were warm and soft. He looked familiar, but she couldn't remember his name. Where have I seen him? I recognize his face somewhere, and his green eyes. But where? For the most part, the part of her mind where the faces and names of her servants were stored was completely blank. He was pulling her hand, leading her to the dining hall. It was obvious what was happening, or at least to someone with the knowledge Hana had. It would be impossible not to accurately predict what was happening with that type of knowledge. You'd have to be an idiot not to know. The boy looked worried, but Hana couldn't tell why. Hana really didn't want to deal with people right now, and she figured her sisters would probably have figured out the current situation.

Before they could reach the dining hall, an idea came into her head. It would be nice to share her secret spot with someone. "I have a better idea. How about you take the day off and come with me?" Hana liked him, he was quiet. She hated dealing with chatty or emotional people. If everybody was calm and composed, the world would run a lot more smoother. She noticed the red blush on his face and giggled. Phillip!That was his name. Of course! He was the one that helped her pick her pony. She chose the lightest one, one that would make the least noise if she ever decided to run away. He was blushing then too! Does he ever stop blushing? She giggled again. Hana never laughed. Her giggling was the equivalent of that.

She pulled Phillip's hands and led him through the corridors of the castle. Despite her resistance to learning anything from her tutors, Hana had learned a lot under them. Just not the things they had hoped for. With her history tutor, she learned about the blue prints of Castle C'elladore, rather than actual history. Hana knew the castle interior like the back of her hand. Every nook, every crevice, and every unused room. If anybody noticed that she was holding the hand of a servant boy, both would be severely punished. Although many servants and guards were rushing to the dining room, too much excitement filled their heads to allow them to clearly see two children scurrying about the hallways.

Despite it being unnecessary, Hana continued to hold Phillip's hands. It was quite obvious he probably could outrun her, he probably got more exercise as a servant in a week, than she got for being a princess for a month. The best way to the forest was through the secret passage way in the throne room. She wasn't sure how often it was used, or if anybody knew about it. But the back of the massive Queen's throne was hollow. Considering the size of the throne, a huge man would be able to fit into the throne and travel through the secret tunnel into the forest.In the middle of the night, this room was almost always left unguarded. And with everybody in the dining room, she was sure it would be empty. Holding Phillip's hands, Hana blazed into the room.

Upon entering she saw two people. Sir Oliver and Jogyenna. Her younger sister's voice was trembling. Blast! Then realizing the potential dangers of being seen with a servant by a knight so loyal to the king, Hana dropped Phillip's hands. She couldn't tell what had been going on, but what she could tell was that Jogyenna was a horrible liar. Jogyenna's voice was quivering so much, and it was obvious she was trying to seem calm and upbeat. Hana hoped the knight hadn't noticed the hand holding or her sister's lies. "Hello Sir Oliver. It is good to see you have returned. I've heard of the tragic news that be felled onto your party and my mother. But my father requests you at his presence in the dining hall." Hana wasn't sure if that was even remotely true. But the strange facial gestures of her sisters roused a suspicion. Hana wasn't the type of person to get involved, she was the one who ignored the problems. But Hana could see her sister was in trouble, and she wouldn't hesitate to help her, as long as it didn't require much effort..