Endless Fields

Chapter 3

"WHAT DO YOU MEAN YOU FOUND HIM SNEAKING AROUND HERE!?!”
Wheatly winced at her volume and stammered out a response.
“W-what I’m saying, Roux, is that we found Prince A-Ashby in the in the w-wheat fields.”
“THEN BLOODY GET HIM OUT!!! I DON’T WANT HIM HERE!”
“H-He won’t leave!”
She gave a scream of outrage and started spitting curses at him. Wheatly gave Axe a panicked look and had to duck to avoid her fist. Axe came over and picked up Roux, throwing her over his shoulder to keep her from hurting anyone. She slammed her fists against his back, yelling at him to put her down so she can teach Wheatly a lesson. Axe winced, and set her down a distance away and struggled to keep her from running into the fields.
“Don’t worry Roux! We’ll get him out of here!”
In any other situation, he would’ve flat out melted at the chance of carrying her on his shoulder but this time he could feel bruises already forming on his back where she had hit him.
“I SWEAR, AXE, IF YOU WON'T LET ME PASS, I WILL BREAK YOUR ARM!”
“Roux, please! Calm down!”
Suddenly, they both heard a voice drawl from a corner with a distinct CloudWalker accent.
“Well, someone needs a chill pill.”
Roux turned around slowly with death in her eyes. Axe braced himself for the explosion that was about to happen.
“YOU LITTLE PRICK! GET OUT OF HERE! I DON’T CARE THAT YOUR A PRINCE, YOU'RE NOT DRAGGING ME BACK UP TO THE FLOATING CITIES! ALL YOU GUYS DO IS EXPECT MORE AND MORE FROM US AND I AM DONE WITH IT! SO YOU CAN HAUL YOUR PAMPERED BEHIND BACK UP TO THE SKY WITH YOUR LITTLE SERVANT (oh hi Puck, how are you?) AND LEAVE ME ALONE!!”
Prince Ashby simply shrugged, picking at his nails. Puck gave Roux a little smile and looked back down at his feet. Roux was still fuming as Axe looked between her and the Prince, slightly speechless at her outburst. “Don't take her back? What does she mean?” The servant boy, Puck, was a little on the scrawny side but had a nice face. He was short, barely taller than Blair, who was 4 '10, and had a smattering of freckles on his face and nicely cut black hair. Ashby, on the other hand, had the same shade of hair as Roux did but not as nice of a smile. He was taller than her by three inches, had the build of a person that had plenty of access to food, and obviously, Roux did not like him one bit. Axe looked nervously between her and the Prince, ready to grab her the moment she started getting violent again. Ashby looked up at her and sneered, causing Roux to go rigid. She hissed at him.
“One last chance, Ashby Tripp. Get. Out.”
At the mention of his last name, Ashby started to get mad. He took a step towards her, his fists balled.
“Don’t call me that.”
“Call you what, Tripp? What’s the matter, does that rankle your pretty little ego?”
“I said stop! You are in no position of power to use my full name!”
Puck stood there and looked up at Axe with a look that said, “Sorry about this…” Axe shrugged and went to grab Roux when suddenly Ashby swung at her and she grabbed his arm, twisting it to its breaking point. The Prince shrieked with pain and kicked at her, catching her in her knee. She hissed, swinging out her fist, snapping his face to the side. Already there was a bruise forming and Axe pulled Roux away from Ashby before she could cause any more damage. She roared in anger.
“GET OUT OF MY TERRITORY ASHBY! OR I WILL KILL YOU!!”
“IF YOU WOULD JUST LISTEN TO ME INSTEAD OF SCREAMING AT ME, YOU WOULD UNDERSTAND WHY IM HERE!”
“AND WHYS THAT!?! TOO ANNOY ME?!?”
“I WANT TO JOIN THE HARVESTERS!”