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Paige danced around him and grabbed a stick from the ground. She thrust it at him, attempting to drive him back. She poked at his armor.
With a grimace, he stumbled backward. “Stop! Stop it!”
“No,” Paige shouted, continuing to drive him back with her thrusts. “I’ll slay you! How about that?”
He stepped backward, his foot landing on a rock. He swayed for a moment before he lost his balance and toppled backward.
Paige held the stick out toward him, a threatening expression on her face. “Throw down your sword and surrender.”
The man’s features pinched, and he tossed the sword away, holding his hands up in front of him. “Please don’t hurt me.”
“Seriously?” Paige asked as she scrambled to collect the sword.
She tossed the stick away and raised the heavy metal item toward him.
The prince’s armor rattled as he trembled. “Please, I throw myself upon your mercy.”
Paige screwed up her face. “Are you… Are you crying?”
“Yes, of course I am crying. You are threatening me with a sword!”
“You threatened me and my friend with a sword, and neither of us cried.”
He firmed his jaw and raised his chin. “You are made of tougher stuff than I, madam.”
“You got that right.” She lowered the weapon and motioned for him to stand. “Get up. I’m not going to kill you. But you can’t go around threatening to slay people, okay?”
The prince scrambled to his feet, sniffing and wiping at his cheeks. “But I must!”
An apple careened from within the leaves of a nearby tree, striking the prince on the shoulder.
He recoiled, whining an “ow,” as he stumbled back a step.
Another apple sailed past Paige and struck his hip. She glanced behind her, searching for the source as another apple flew by and smacked the prince in the head.
“Ow! Stop it!” he groused.
“Who’s there?” Paige called.
“Me,” Dewey shouted as he flew from within the confines of a tree.
He tossed another apple at the prince, and it struck him square in the chest.
The wimpy man fell over onto his back, clutching at his heart. Dewey revved up for another toss.
Paige flung her arm out, holding him back and preventing him from throwing the apple. “Stop.”
“Why? He should pay for what he did. He tried to kill me!”
The man writhed on the ground, a sob escaping him. “Because I must!”
“Yeah, you still haven’t explained that,” Paige said, turning her attention back to him. “Is this some kind of macho prince thing or what?”
The prince let his head smack onto the ground and stared up at the azure sky with fluffy white clouds dotting it in strategic locations. A moan escaped his lips, and he flicked his gaze at Paige and Dewey.
“I suppose you’ve noticed my green lips.” He puckered them, giving them a more pronounced appearance.
“I did,” Paige admitted.
