The Prince that Saved Me

The Horse Thief

{Piper’s POV}

The sun had begun to sink in the sky, painting it red, and orange, with clouds quickly rolling in. As I rode across the property, thunder roared in the distance, and rain opened up pouring down heavily. Lighting streaked across the sky, as the horse galloped faster through the now muddy field.

I couldn’t see anything, trusting the horse knew where he was going. The only sounds that I could make out, were the heavy hoofs of the Clydesdale, the rain beating on my hood, and the thunder that kept rumbling in the distance. I looked up, seeing smoke in the air, and firelight through a window. Quite suddenly, a loud shot fired in the distance, and a sharp pain seared on my thigh. I looked down, noticing blood beginning to pool on my dress that clung to my legs. I whimpered, as another shot rang, and I felt it graze my arm, slicing it, as the beautiful stallion lost its senses. It rose to its hind legs, sending me falling to the ground behind it, before it took off running. My vision was blurred, and the pain burned through my body. I tried to stay awake, but a sharp pain in the back of my head, and a sudden feeling of warmth pouring from it had my vision fading, as pain and darkness overtook everything.

{Arthur’s POV}

I called out four times, yelling for the horse thief to stop, honestly, I was impressed that anyone was able to get on Smoke’s back. I’ve had that da**** horse for three years, and it still doesn’t let me even touch it. No matter how impressive it was, it was still theft, and I couldn’t just let the bas**** ride off on my horse. I holstered my gun and began walking out towards where the thief went down at. I had to make sure they were dead before I sent word for someone to come retrieve the body. I sighed, walking out into the rain, it was pouring now, and it would have been easier to just wait for the storm to pass, but I don’t like to leave any of my business here unfinished. As I came up on the thief, I began to notice that the body was too small to be an adult man, maybe a teenager. I hoped that I hadn’t just ki**** some young boy who wanted to either play a prank, or fulfill a dare. I walked around to the other side of them, that way I could get a look at their face, and that’s when I realized, it was a woman. “Sh**!” I groaned, kneeling down and pulling her up into my arms. She was so light, and so small, her curvy body molded to my own as I carried her back to the house. As I stepped inside the door, I yelled for my maid. “Mrs. Wells! I need your help!” I shouted.

Soon she came running into the parlor, as I laid the girl down on the sofa. “Oh dear, what’s happened?” She asked, running to the woman’s side.

“She was on Smoke, I thought she was stealing him, I couldn’t see well through the rain, I shot her. We need to get her stitched and bandaged up!” I said, running into the bathroom and grabbing the medicine bag. I ran back into the parlor, where Mrs. Wells was now bringing some hot water and towels in. She looked over the girl, almost studying her features.

“She looks so familiar..” she said, before noticing the bag that had fallen off the sofa. She opened it up, and dug through it. “She’s definitely a noble woman..” she finished, pulling out some dresses and laying them out on the back of my chair.

I ran my hands through my now wet hair, brushing it back away from my face. “Sh**, so I just shot a noble?” I asked, looking down at her, she was very beautiful, her hair was a dark, rich brown, it was wrapped in a braid around her head. Her skin was pale, and kissed with freckles. She was short, and curvy, her waist so small, but her breasts and hips so large. I’d assume she’s married with just how lovely she is. “Mrs. Wells, can I leave her in your care? Will you be able to get her cleaned up, and stitched and bandaged?” I asked.

“Of course sir, I’ll take her to the guest room here on the first floor once I get her stitched, cleaned and bandaged up sir.” She nodded, turning and getting right to work, she’s the greatest maid a man could ask for, I was lucky to have her.

“Thank you Mrs. Wells, I’m going to go look through all of the noble families within the area. I’m not going to send word to anyone until she wakes up and tells us what happened.” I answer, turning and going to my office.

{Piper’s POV}

When I woke up, the sun was shining through the window. My head pounded as I sat up carefully, a sharp pain searing through my arm and leg. I looked down, noticing that I was in one of my night gowns. I had a bandage wrapped around my arm, and as I lifted the gown, I noticed one around my thigh. I stood slowly, bracing myself on the side of the bed and looked around the unfamiliar room. Da****, had Lord Farrenhall found her and dragged her back to his home. I turned, seeing a woman’s robe on a coat hook on the wall. It was deep purple, I grabbed it, throwing it on and tying it around my waist. My breasts were basically falling out of my nightgown and the robe didn’t do much to help it. I looked into the mirror, noticing that my hair was in a single braid down my back. I quickly undid it, allowing my curls to fall around me, down to my mid thigh.

I walked to the door, listening for any sound on the other side, when I heard nothing, I very carefully crept out.