3:“Take Me to Solare”
Mysterious Man
So… you’re Natasha. The glowing forest angel.
Natasha
Since I saved your life…
dramatic pause
You owe me. Take me to Solare Kingdom.
Mysterious Man
Raises eyebrow):
Excuse me?
Natasha
It’s only fair. You were practically a corpse. Now you’re walking, breathing, and still handsome. The least you can do is give me a ride.
Mysterious Man
*Sighs*
Alright. Hop on, benefactor. Solare’s three days away. Try not to fall off.
[She ride behind him on the horse, arms crossed and grumbling.]
Natasha
Do you always smell like pine and mystery, or is this a forest special?
Mysterious Man
Do you always talk this much?
Natasha
Only when I’m bored, hungry, or suspicious.
[She ride through streams, argue over who gets the last piece of bread, and she somehow convince him to name the horse “Potato.”]
Natasha
So what’s your name, anyway?
Natasha
Callen…?
*thinking*
That name… and that face… why do you feel familiar?
[Later that night, while resting under the stars:]
Natasha
(thinking):
I’ve seen him before. Not in this life. In the novel? Or a history book?
No…
Wait—
Could he be—?
Natasha
I’m trying to figure out if you’re a lost prince, a secret noble, or just really good at surviving.
[She finally arrive in Solare Kingdom. The city is vibrant, glowing with life, and the people greet her with warm smiles.]
Natasha
Guess this is goodbye, Callen.
Callen
Take care, Natasha.
And… thank you. For everything.
[He rides off. She stare after him for a long time.]
[Later, walking through town, she see a woman being harassed by three drunk men in an alley.]
Ms. Liz
S-Stay away from me!
Natasha
Hey! Over here, creeps.
man1
Who the hell are you?
Natasha
(cracks knuckles):
Someone who knows martial arts.
In heels.
[She take them down one by one. Fast. Clean. Graceful.]
Ms. Liz
(wide-eyed):
You—You saved me! Thank you so much!
Natasha
It’s alright. Really.
Though if you know a place to stay… and maybe work… that would be great.
Ms. Liz
(smiles brightly):
Actually… I own a coffee shop. I’ve been looking for someone to help with baking and serving. Would you be interested?
Natasha
Lady, you had me at coffee.
[She's in the kitchen, decorating a strawberry cake when her friend calls from the front.]
Friend
Natasha! Someone’s here for you!
Natasha
Me? Who even knows me here?
[She walk out, wiping your hands, and freeze.]
[Standing by the door is a tall man in elegant clothes—gold embroidery, a sigil of the sun on his cloak. His raven hair is tied back neatly, his posture noble…]
Callen
(smiling):
Hello again… Natasha.
Natasha
(gasping):
You’re… wait....You’re the Emperor of Solare!?
Callen
Well, you did ask me to take you here.
Figured I’d check in on my benefactor.
[Her heart races. Her life just got a lot more interesting again.]
Natasha
(grinning):
Want some cake, Your Majesty?
Callen
Only if you made it.
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