The Journey

"I cannot believe the prince," Laila gasped for the tenth time as Hulk galloped the horse through the dense forest, the scent of morning fresh air greeting them.

Hulk shrugged, holding onto the reins firmly. It was a good thing Laila had not objected and had agreed to come at once; the earlier they got this over with, the better for them.

Laila spat, "How dare he take the throne forcefully, and the elders, did they just crown him king?" She flinched when the horse galloped, causing her to clutch onto Hulk's cloak. "Sorry," she sighed.

Hulk smiled, shaking his head. "Have you never ridden a horse?"

Laila shook her head, even though Hulk could not see her since she was behind him. "My mother never lets me."

Hulk merely shook his head, then tightened his hold on the rein and galloped away until they began seeing the thatched roofs of the village.