The Prince and the Guard (Jeremike)

Chapter 4 People

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I turned my head over to where Jeremy was looking. There stood two about teenage girls. They were bumbling apologies to each other, judging by the baskets lying on the floor.
I walked over and picked up the baskets, then shoved them into their owners' hands. " There. Now go. "
They looked at me, eyes wide.
" Aren't you a castle guard? " One of them piped up. " It looks like you have the armor, but you also have a weird special charm thingie. " she continued.
" Yeah, yeah, I'm a special guard. Now go. " I responded, annoyed.

" Sorry! I'm Chirp! "
" And I'm her twin, Peep! "
The girls smiled then looked behind me. Their eyes widened.
" H-hi Prince Jeremy. " One of them said.
The other grabbed her wrist and ran.
" Gottago! "
And they ran back into the castle.
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I wonder whose servants they are.
Mike walked towards me.
" We also have to leave. The ball is starting soon. " He informed.
" Mkay, let's go. " I said quietly.
We walked to the ballroom.
" Okay, Jeremy, remember to smile. " My mother instructed me.

I walked out into the room.
" And now introducing, The Royal Family! " An announcer exclaimed.
I could feel all of the eyes from the crowd of colors poking at me.
I knew there were people pointing, people 'ohmigoshing'.
I hated it.
As I sat in my actually somewhat comfortable throne, I thought how I was on display.
A prize, to win. People at the ball weren't allowed even ten meters from the throne.
" And now, the suitors. "