Willow took a step towards Eadon timidly, still looking into his eyes. He stood there, staring at her… that was when she remembered she still had the visor down.
She stepped back.
“I’m sorry, I…” She reached up, touching the visor lightly.
“Why do you wear it?” Eadon asked, tilting his head.
“I… Well… You’ll see. In time,” Willow said, looking away.
As she turned her head Eadon noticed random small braids in Willow’s hair, and he thought they made her look even more beautiful.
What was he thinking?! He couldn’t like her! He had another princess he had to marry and fall in love with!
This close to him, Willow noticed little freckles scattered across Eadon’s nose, something that couldn’t be noticed from far away. They made him even cuter.
What was she thinking?! She didn’t have time for a boy. She had a forest to protect and a life to live.
You see, dear reader, what both Willow and Eadon noticed, but didn’t want to accept, was that they were falling for each other. They both had expectations which held them from acceptance. Eadon had to get through the forest and marry the perfect princess on the other side. Willow had to protect the forest and get Eadon safely through it. They were both very conflicted.
“Um, well, if you’ll follow me, please,” Willow said, cheeks flushing.
Eadon’s face turned red, too. “O-okay…”
Willow led Eadon into the forest, away from the path. The trees were enormous, and soon Eadon couldn’t see the path he was supposed to be on. He kept following Willow, though. There was something about her that made him want to go wherever she went.
Finally the two came to a clearing. It was a beautiful meadow full of wildflowers and swaying, bright green grass. In the center was a huge tree with a thick trunk and far-reaching branches. Nestled in between the leaves was practically a fortress. Eadon realized it was where Willow lives.
A fortress it was. It was quite an incredible structure, and it’s a wonder how Willow pulled it all together.
The tree house was neatly built, made of a dark brown wood that could have only come from the trees in the forest. There was a metal plating tacked to the walls, and there were open holes for windows. A rope ladder hung down from the entrance and swayed in the breeze. There was a porch, too, along with a swing. It had a roof of the same wood-metal combination as the walls.
Willow skipped through the meadow happily, looking back at Eadon as she went.
“Come on!” she called to him once she had reached the ladder. He was busy staring at the house in wonder.
He slowly moved to the ladder in a trance-like state, his steps slow and his eyes staring. Still staring up at the house, he reached out for the rope and once he found it he started up it. Soon he was standing on the porch of the tree house. Willow was leaning in the doorframe casually.
“Well, come on in then,” she said, opening the way for him.
Eadon stepped inside and his eyes grew with even more wonder. Willow had completely changed the inside from a rugged tree look to practically a castle. It was beautiful, given what she had to work with. There was a bed in one corner, near a window; a small kitchen area on the other wall; and a closed-off area which could only be a bathroom. Glass shards of all colors hung from the ceiling and caught the sun’s rays.
Willow was a wonder herself, just like her treehouse. She had built a running water system inside the house, and a safe heating system. Eadon may be questioning where she got the materials to do all this, but I know. I won’t tell though, that’s Willow’s secret. Okay, okay, I’ll stop interrupting.
“How did you… Do all of this?” Eadon asked, looking around, amazed.
“Mm, let’s just say… I had help, and… I have my ways of doing things,” Willow responded mysteriously. Then she pulled out what appeared to be a chair and said,
“Now, sit. We have a lot to talk about.”
There you go, my friends, you’ve now been introduced to our brave warrior, and you’ve witnessed how she and the prince met. What comes next? You’ll have to wait and see…