THE ADVENTURES OF A SPANKED PRINCESS

E puts her down n her oon twp feet.Amileia Louise Harmony Waterford Princess of Ambrosia stares at the lifeless body of Marcus, the sadistic cruel slave master who has held her captive for 6 years.

She is both relieved and terrified so much in shock she doesn't notice the man, dressed in all black leather descending on a rope from the skylight in the ceiling of her cell. When she does catch sight of him crossbow slung on his back she gasps her breath catching in her throat.

"Wh-Who are y-yo-you?" She squeaks in fear and maybe something akin to gratitude. He's

tall, she notes and well built with a confident air about him he might be handsome as well though his face is hidden by a hood only his pale green eyes visible.

"A friend Princess," he answers voice like honey and gravel.

"Friend?" " You killed Marcus, do you know what they'll do to you?"

"They'll have to catch me first the question is, Princess, do you want to leave this hellhole?"What do you mean?" Ami says.

"I mean I'm here to rescue you and take you to safety." He kneels and searches Marcus's corpse until he finds the key to her chains. Standing up he approaches her and unlocks her collar, then her manacles, and finally her shackles. The weight of years of slavery lifts from her. Her breath caught in her throat. " Why are you doing this ?" Ami asks.

"I'm keeping a promise, Princess." "Can you run?"

Ami tries a few steps but her leg buckles under her. "Maybe it would be safer if you just leave now," she says.

He shakes his head." I am not leaving here without you, even if I have to carry you every step of the way." His voice is determined.

Ami says "Carry me?" "You must be joking." She giggles.

One look in his eyes lets her know he's serious. "Let's figure out our escape. Is there another door?

Ami shakes her head "Only the window and we're on the second floor. We're trapped friend."

" Only if we choose to be Princess."

She's amazed at his coolness then slavers pound on the door. He quickly bars the door and goes to the window. Let's see that's twelve feet and you're what 110 pounds or so. That's doable."

Ami says "You think you're going to jump out of the window? What do I do?" Pointing to her injured feet.

"You jump with me." He says bending down he picks her up and throws her face down over his left shoulder. "Eeeeeekk" she squeaks. "What are you doing?"

He covers her with his cloak. "Cover your eyes, Princess," he says as he runs toward the window. CRASH!!! They go through the window and he lands cat-like on his feet. Ami is still over his shoulder as he runs like a gazelle.

Ami says "That was insane! "Impressive but insane." Ami giggles and hangs on feeling that she may escape this situation intact. As he carries her, still over his broad left shoulder they enter the courtyard and chaos. Soldiers and slavers fight to the death. Dismounted knights assist other girls into wagons filled with straw and give them blankets food and water. Mounted knights pursue fleeing slavers. All around them is smoke cries of wounded and dying men and scared whimpers of slaves. The air is thick with the acrid smell of smoke and the coppery tang of shed blood.

Three slavers block their path swords drawn. "Stay behind me, Princess."He puts her down off his shoulder, and drawing his own sword he advances on the trio.

Ami says "Three against one! We should run this is suicide."

"Just stay behind me, Princess!"

Ami watches in horror as he rushes the three slavers steel rings out as sword clangs against sword, he moves with the ease and grace of a panther. The battle is brutal but brief Ami looks and sees two slavers lifeless on the ground the third standing against a wall clutching his wrist where his sword hand used to be. He picks her up over his shoulder and continues to run.

Ami says "Who are you? This is really just too much!" They stop and he puts her down. "You're shivering are you injured?"

"No," she says "I'm cold and maybe a little scared?"

Her mysterious savior takes his cloak off and wraps it around her, "Have no fear Princess I'll protect you."

Ami says "You don't have to call me Princess, my name is Ami." She pulls his cloak closer around her feeling warm and inhaling his fragrance.

He looks at her with those pale green eyes tucking a strand of hair behind her ear. " Your name is Amileia Louise Harmony Waterford Princess of Ambrosia."

Ami is taken aback by his use of all her formal names. "How-how do you know that?" He doesn't answer just gives a shrill whistle. Out of the blackness comes a saddled Andalusian Stallion the color of midnight. The magnificent steed comes up to him and put⁰s his

head over the rescuer's shoulder. " Good boy Tornado he says patting the side of the horse's neck as the steed nickers.

Ami says "I know now who you are." You're a knight! Only a knight could do what you have done and only knights ride Andalusian stallions."

Ami watches as he effortlessly mounts the stallion. He smiles at her ." I'm not a knight Ami but I was trained by knights from a young age." He extends his hand to her "Now do you want to continue guessing or do you want to come with me to safety?"

Ami says "I'll find out who you are friend mark my words."But for now I'm coming." He pulls her easily in front of him onto Tornado's back." "Are you sure you're coming?"

"Yes" she says firmly "why do you ask." He chuckled "Your eyes arent even glassy."

She giggles at his naughty joke and swats his arm playfully. " So you do have a sense of humor."

"More than youll ever know ......Princess." with a kick of his heels Tornado is off though Ami still doesn't know to where or with whom.