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HAAKON FREDERIC NISSENEmbarrassment, or something else? Haakon couldn’t tell with the way the stowaway fidgeted and moved away from him, her voice rambling again in that nervous tick she had carried when she had been freshly discovered. Haakon wasn’t sure how to take it, much less did he think well of it, the anger flashing in his eyes hotly before he abruptly dropped any concern he carried and got up. A damp towel dropped into her lap as he did so. It was his own and not the cleanest, but it was cool and it was what Haakon kept around to keep himself cool on the ship.
“Fine,” he bristled curtly at her, looking down l at the brunette he had found familiar one moment before reminding himself that this lady would never think of him as an equal, even if he had once been a prince. It had been silly to carry such a childish hope.
When Leah returned with the ginger Haakon had the idea of hurling it into Elly’s lap, his temper burning from inside out before he composed himself and motioned for the maid to take over.
“The princess here wishes not to be sullied,” he had exclaimed instead, earning a look from Leah who stared at Elswyth and then back at the other before mentally concluding that no secret was out yet but that something had tipped the mood judging by the ice that proverbially formed itself around Haakon.
“Some shade will do her good, and some sun for you,” Leah announced, quick to pull Elswyth up using her own weight as a support while she pushed Haakon with her other arm, nudging him to step out of the shades he loved so much.
“Good job spurning him,” Leah mumbled underneath her breath to the princess when she got closer, eyes fixated on the young lost prince and his sullen looks before nudging at Haakon with her feet, a playful kick to his shins.
“Me-thinks it is time for a female doc, not?” she grimaces at Haakon, who only turns his eyes at the suggestion before stalking off into the direction of his room, a memory brooding up again. Turning back to Elly again Leah actually looked impressed, her eyes wide and lips pursed before sitting the lady down in a shade next to the tub they tried to fill for the laundry.
“Whatever you did, he is sulking now and unlikely to get near for another while,” was the only comfort she could offer before pushing the unsorted laundry into Elswyth’s direction, a triumphant smile on Leah’s face. “Doesn’t exempt you from work, however,” was the non-apology that followed.
’Green and brown,’ his thoughts chanted as Haakon made his way down to his room, his legs carrying him faster before pulling out a box out of a hidden cabinet underneath his bed, revealing the few artefacts from a previous life that he couldn’t quite recall, but knew to be of importance.
Pulling out a weathered leather journal Haakon started to flip through the memories he had noted down since that fateful day.
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