A Living Hell

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"A bet is a bet." She says, but doesn't say anything more in protest and watches him fill the canteen. "I wonder how your father is doing at the moment. He should be back by now." She hums. Knowing the king, he would most likely stop and chat with the other hunters before going to find the pair. The king could tend to become distracted easily.
 
"Probably held up chatting with some person" Reasoned the Prince, unaware that his thoughts were matching hers. He capped his canteen off and put it away. "Should we maybe head back?" He asks
 
Nodding in agreement, she walks back outside of the cabin and locks the door before leading the other male back towards camp. Sure enough, the king was chatting away with a group of men near the cabins, laughing and joking around as usual. Hema rushes up to him with a smile. "A bit distracted, are we?" The king laughs and shakes his head. "Just a bit of chatter." He turns to his son while handing over a scroll to Hema. "So, what do you think so far?"
 
"I will do as you request Father" He replies, being cryptic. He glances at her again, blushing a little more this time.
 
Hema seemed confused as she glances from the prince to the king. Was he blushing? Perhaps she had said something to upset or embarrass him? Looking over the scroll in her hand, she lets out a low whistle. "I'll handle this as soon as possible." She promises with a slight bow. The king nods and looks to his son. "Spirit, I have information for you as well."
 
"Well as you know, there is going to be a party soon with our neighbors." He says, the neighbors being the neighboring kingdoms around them. "Many people will be attending and the question of marriage will almost certainly be bring up in conversations. There are many eligible women that will be at the party, perhaps it is about time you search of a queen."
 
" Yes Father" replies the prince with a sigh "And if I do not find a suitable suitor?" He presses, worriedly
 
"There will be many women there to try to sway your opinion." He says with a sigh. "Unless they see you are already with someone. Perhaps the talk of marriage could be put off."
 
"With somebody?" He replies confused "But Father there is no other royalty in our Kingdom. Is that not the case? Are there other options I could consider? "
 
"You could fake a relationship." The king suggests, then looks from Hema, to Spirit, to Hema, then Spirit again. There was a moment of silence, nothing seeming to sink in a moment before Hema finally gets it. "Wait.... oh no no no I'm sorry your majesty but I really don't-"
"Your pay will double, you won't have to reveal your real last name, it would only be for a few weeks." He says, the woman slowly backing away from the two.
 
"F-f-father!" Says the Prince blushing hard. "How-how-how... entirely inappropriate! That's so outlandish! "
 
"I'm sure that you two will be fine. All you have to do is hold hands and act friendly. You already are getting along well." The king assures. He pulls Hema to Spirit joyfully. "It will only be a few weeks and you won't be doing anything too outrageous. Can't the great and powerful hunter take this challenge on?"
 
Spirit simply blushes and glances at her a few times before clearing his throat and quietly and nervously saying "I wouldn't exactly have any particular problems if such a situation did arise"
 
"W-What?" Hema asks in shock, the king letting out a laugh and patting both their backs. "Well then we will take Hema back to the castle with us." He says, another male walking up and taking the scroll from her hand. She looks around in confusion, realizing that was what the king was talking to the other males about before being rushed off towards the palace walls. "I-I really don't think that I am suited for such a thing-"
"Nonsense! You will be just fine."
 
In the ride back to the castle, Hema is given her own horse back and told to just trot along behind the chariot, but the King insists that she needs to get used to living in luxury, so invites her into the chariot, with a squire bringing her horse.
 
Hema rides with the two of them, is escorted into the palace, then grabbed by a handful of maids and is led away to get dressed in the suitable outfit. She looks around nervously while being pulled away, not used to such a life.
 
"Father..." asks the Prince "Will this work? What if something... you know... happens between us? " he says bashfully
 
The king stares at his son a moment before patting his back. "Nothing will happen my son. Hema just needs to fool every one while with you then she will return to her own private quarters. I trust you will be professional as well in this." He says confidently. Hema was forced into a light creme colored dress and heels. She comes out ten minutes later, her hair pulled back in a bun and the creme dress billowing around her, hints of baby blue being used as a ribbon around the waist and beading on the bottom with gold details on the thin long sleeves. She was a bit stiff, being uncomfortable.
 
Spirit is stunned. He ha acknowledged her beauty before but upon seeing her like this, he was awestruck, flabbergasted and most of all stupefied. He just stood there and looked on at her, breathless. After what felt like a small eternity, he regained control of his mouth and breathed out a simple "wow"
 
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