Chapter -3 ( Meeting II)

The outing cleanse his soul. The wind sweep through his silky, bark hair, the feeling of freedom was priceless to him.

Mounting his way back to home, he spotted a small crowd, which he quickly figured out the situation.

Who in the world not have figured it out, a chariot stoped at the middle of a silent road and some hooligans looking people surrounding damsels.

He knew he had to help not because he wants to act hero but because he had to. He race the wind with his horse towards them.

"Good afternoon, ladies and gentlemen" He greeted them.

"Mind your own business!" roar one of them.

"My my, bullying someone weaker then you is not very manly, You know expecally if it's ladys" his voice was a calm sea yet danger lurking beneath.

"Get out of here before I split your throat" he took out a sharp dagger as threatened him.

"Becareful!" alart Charlotte him as she saws the dagger.

She meets his dark brown eyes as he turned to her, Charlotte felt sparks, but she ignored it as the situation won't let her.

"Well what to do now? A gentleman's never leave a person in need."

"THEN DIE" he yelled as he attacked him without warning, Charlotte and her maid clenched eachother hand as they gasped.

The thief stood still as he looked at his mans who were unaware of the situation untile he puke up a handful of blood. Now it was their time to gasp.

They stood still as they were all taken aback by what just happened. The thud sounds of their brother falling wake them.

"Boss!" they all scream

They all charged toward him, Charlotte face was filled with horror, shut her eyes as she could not tolerate the sight she forsee's it.

She breath out heavily from her mouth, she felt suffocating, she wanted to run but her leg were frozen. tears were stuck in her eyes.

She finche as she hears food step comming toward her.

"It's okay open your eyes" a deep voice filled with warmth enter her ears.

Her heart response to the warmth, and her reflect makes their eye meets this time she couldn felt the sparks.

The warm breath brushes his face he could smell the sweetness in her breath, his heart skip a beat as he saw the watery beautiful eyes of the lady. The silence makes him feel his heart beats. He could felt nothing else except the wind, It was like as if they were the only one present, surrounding by a vally of sweet flower that was lingering on his nose.

"My lady" the cracking voice of Lily breaks his utopia, Charlotte looked at her as she helps her stand. The charioteer came towards them limping.

"are you alright mr Brick?" Charlotte concerned

"Yes Miss, Thak you Sir for saving us" he bowed

"Yes, Thank you for everything, please let me know if you need anything I'll do anything in my power to repay you"

"WELL, it's fine as long as you are alright"

"Oh ! how impudent of me, I am Miss Charlotte daughter of Baron Peter Danielson"

He stood there silently think hard for his reply.

" Well you don't have to if you don't want to, my apology"

"No, no it's just that...." he give an awkward smile as he go through his hair.

"Well then I have to go or I'll be late" he quickly make an excuse

"Oh my! my apology, please," she move back allowing him rode off.

Looking at the thief soaked in blood, she got frightened and quickly rush inside the chariot, and they rode off.