Prince!EnglandxKnight!Reader: 12

Prince!EnglandxKnight!Crossdressing!Reader: To Defend, 'Till Death Do Us Part
Chapter 12: The Story Has Just Begun
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I let go of another arrow and it landed to a few inches down my target. I huffed in discontent, for I have trained in archery in the past few weeks, still, I cannot shoot the target.

"You still can't get a bull's eye?" The familiar British accent said behind my back. I whipped around almost hitting him with my bow. Good thing he ducked.

"Yeah... I guess I am a better swordsman than an archer." I scratched the back of my neck.

"'Tis because you started using the sword ever since you were young. He stated. "And you are studying the bow and arrow in barely a month." I nodded understanding what he said.

"Here let me help you." The blond offered when I was about to go back to training .

"Your porblem is the stance." He pointed and I adjusted my footing.

"You are too tense." Arthur said and I realized that my shoulders are stiff. I let them relax a bit. Not too lazy and not too tense.

"Then your arms..."  He wrapped his arms around mine to make it easy for him to instruct and for me to shoot. I feel his warm breath against me. Making my cheeks flush pink. Time seemed to slow down and we both pulled the string and we let it go...



Bull's Eye...

I seemed to snap out of my daze and  looked at him. My heart pounding against my ribs. Sure enough that he can hear it.

"I-I-um... I-I will just... p-practice the sp-ear ne-next... Bye!" I stuttered and dropped  my weapons and ran to the next field, leaving the prince alone.

~Shifted POV~


He chuckled  as he saw his squire and friend run off to practice other weapons.  But why was he so interested in the young boy? He was just a mere peasant and a boy no less! What would society think of him if he let those feelings loose?

'But  he is a better choice than the woman you are to be married.'  His conscious said. Speaking of which, he saw in his peripheral vision, his father and the Bonnefoy siblings.

Thinking fast , he climbed up to the highest branch under the nearest tree. He waited for the three royalites to  move on. Once they did, the Blonde carefully made it down to the ground on his feet. Then he ran back to where his best friend is.