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Second Chances

Lightly Edited

Sydney

I paced the length of the small stump, tossing the ring between each hand. Charles stood there calmly, watching me intently as he stayed still.

"Would you stop staring?" I pleaded, stopping in my path to face him.

"I am sorry for my prolonged gaze young maiden. I am just so...mezmorized by your appearance" Charles smiles, taking a few steps closer to me. I stare into Charle's bright green eyes and smile. Although I was annoyed by him not recognizing me, he still looked so cute. He showed off his handsome smile, running a hand through his messy curls.

As we thought through the silence of the forest, a brilliant idea came into my mind. Charles would be the one to help me decide what wish to make. "You are the prince of Enchancia right?" I ask him carefully. He nodded silently, still observing the ring in my hand. "Answer me this Prince Charles" I announce.

"I am all ears young maiden" he nodded, standing closer to face me. I smirked and contemplated my question before looking up to face him. "Do you believe in second chances Prince Charles?"

"Second chances? In regards to what?" he asks, tilting his head curiously.

"Let's say there is a woman...a thief? The best of the thieves. She robs and pillages and steals from the good and gives to the poor. She is everything the royal kingdom of Enchancia is against."

"Like Robyn, the princess of thieves?" he chimed. Of course, he knew! Although Charles didn't remember who I was, he still remembered all the things that happened in Enchancia, prior to when we met.

"Yes, exactly like her." I chimed.

"She's been putting the kingdom of Encahncia through hell. My father hates her" he smiles, dropping his head to kick a stone.

"Your father hates her...but do you?" I ask him.

"I haven't really thought much about her. I could say I am not very fond of a person who steals but what she does is no different than what my father has been doing. They are both thieves"

"But Charles, could you ever imagine a life with her? A life where you could love someone like that?"

"I love my father don't I?" he shrugs, looking up to meet my eyes once more. His words lit a fire to my heart. Although Charles knew nothing about me, his judgment was still keen.

"What if I told me that girl was me? That I was Robyn? Princess of Thieves?" I ask, biting my lip out of nervousness. Charles contemplated my words, stepping over to invade my space before grabbing my hands into his.

"I would know that whatever reason you had to steal would be a good reason. I would know that you are simply a product of your environment, and I would love you nonetheless" he vowed, placing a soft kiss onto my forehead. My tears couldn't fall fast enough as I look into his eyes.

"I do not know who you are Robyn, or what you have done or even your past. What I do know is your warmth and the signs of your heart. The eyes are the windows to one's heart. I feel as if..." before he could finish, he grabs my jaw and takes my lips into his, kissing me desperately as if he was trying to find the answer to his bidding. I wrap my arms around him, deepening our embrace until we broke for air.

"If I can learn to love my father despite all the wrong he has done to the kingdom of Enchancia, surely I can grow to love you...Sydney" he bragged, still remembering my name from before. I nodded, breaking from him and pushing the ring in his hand.

"I can't do it, Charles. I can make the wish I wanted because it will be out of selfish disdain. You make the wish" I begged.

"But Sydney, I cannot. I do not even know the first thing to wish for?" he explains to me, trying to see if I was really that insane.

"Charle's, even without knowing me, your heart is pure. You see the good in people, even when I cannot see it myself. You make the wish"I urged, pressing the ring back into his palm. I wanted to clue him in or even give him a hint, but I knew it best to refrain. I trusted Charles and knew he would make the right decision.

Well... I hoped he did...


Author Note:

Don't worry! I know this chapter was super short, but I will be updating frequently! What do you think Charles will wish for?
Will he even make the right wish?

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