Princess Alice of the United Kingdom has spent her time scared to leave her exhibit but what happens when she meets the new night guard and a king who change her for the better?
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Alice had her arms wrapped tightly around Ahkmenrah's waist as the two rode on the back of Rexy. All the princess could feel was her heart banging against her chest and the cold snow whipping against her face.
The T-Rex skeleton let out a roar as it turned the corner and charged head first towards the carriage. Alice buried her head into the kings shoulder afraid they would crash. "It's alright," he muttered in her ear. "It's over," he continued.
Alice felt the dinosaur slow down, causing her to pick her head up. Once they came to a stop Ahkmenrah was the first to climb off the T-Rex.
Alice grabbed the hand that he had stuck out to help her. As she tried to climb down her foot slipped causing the princess to loose her balance and fall.
She prepared herself for a cold, hard impact but instead she fell into a pair of warm arms. Alice looked up to meet the gaze of the Pharaoh that held her.
"Thank you," she whispered, staring into his deep brown eyes.
"Of course, Alice," he smiled before gently placing her on her feet. The two royals held hands as they continued to stare into each other's eyes. "I heard you," he spoke causing the princesses face to morph into one of confusion.
"When you tried to help me, but had to leave because of the sun rising. I heard your voice. I didn't know it was you but all I could think was that the beautiful voice had to belong to goddess. That the gods were sending someone astounding to help me," he continued, his words like honey or liquid gold.
Alice felt her cheeks warm and turned her gaze to the blanket of white that laid on the ground. "Your words are kind," the princess replied. "But I am no goddess. I simply wanted to help," her soft English accent floating through the air. "We should get going," Alice smiled slightly before walking back to the museum leaving the Pharaoh with a love sick smile.
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Alice and Ahkmenrah met up with the Huns had found Larry who was carrying the tablet in one hand and holding Cecil's arm in the other.
"Hey Huns," Larry greeted as the Huns grabbed Cecil. "Tell Atilla to have his boys take him back to the museum and put him with the rest of the guards, ok?" Larry told Ahkmenrah, so the Pharaoh could translate.
Ahkmenrah translated what Larry had said and the Huns nodded in understanding. "Oh, and no ripping limbs, please?" Alice added with a small smile. Atilla looked at Alice and slightly begged in his foreign tongue. "No," Alice shook her head slightly.
"Micaca," Atilla gestured with his hands to show he mean't a little. Alice smiled softly as she shook her head once more.
"Ma micaca," Larry commented from beside Alice. Atilla smiled and celebrated, before shouting orders. The Huns cheered before dragging Cecil off, who was shouting in protest.
