James cares for his country. But he worries about Isobel and that stirred something inside of him which could stir something bigger in the country.

(It is set in the olden days incase that isn't clear in my writing haha, not quite sure what year, but somewhere waaaaay far back like in the 1400s :D)


5. 5.

"Hey!" I hear a familiar voice. It is the voice of my best friend Elijah, the boy my age who lives on the only other farm near us. We have known him and his family since I was born. In fact, Elijah was born just a day before me. We love everyone in his family and vice versa, but Elijah and I are especially close.

It is nice to see him again. His scruffy mousey brown hair and brown eyes and slightly boyish face are familiar and calming after the abnormality last night. He has the sort of face that would suggest he's scrawny, but working on the farm has built him up fairly well and he is a lot taller than me so when I run up to him where he is stood at the gate of his farm, he easily scoops me up and spins me around.

"Hello you!" I grin. He is like my brother, but not quite. I can talk to him about things I couldn't talk about with Ezra.

"How was it?" he asks, excitedly.

"Good!" I say.

"Did you meet the prince as well?"

I smile on the inside but remain indifferent on the outside. I will tell him later in our special spot, not here where my mother and sister stand with us.

"Yes we had dinner with him." I say carefully.

Elijah frowns, knowing I am keeping something but I give him a smile that tells him I'll reveal all later and he nods, grinning. "Okay, that's amazing! I will, uh, see you all soon! I will probably call over for Izzy later so we can go for a walk."

I nod and me, my mother and Matilda begin walking back to our own farm.

"Elijah is a good boy." my mother says suggestively. "I would be happy if you married him."

I laugh. "Oh mother, I do not see Elijah as anything more than a best friend or a brother."

She raises her eyebrows smiling. "We'll see."

We all laugh, linking arms and return home.

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