Chapter 8

“It’s nice, isn’t it?”

The princess jumped, turning around to see who spoke. She was surprised to see a young man crouched down between a pair of stone right behind her, hidden beneath the falls.

“Whoa, easy, don’t scream.” He put his hands out in surrender. “I’m not here to hurt you or anything.”

“Who are you?” she asked, covering her breasts with her arms.

“Just some poor fool who fell asleep behind a waterfall.” He grinned, and she couldn’t tell if he was lying. “I saw you come in with your servants. You must be the daughter of the king.”

“My father would have you put to death!” she whispered, looking back over her shoulder. “You should go before the guards find you!”

“If I go, the guards will find me.” He relaxed, sprawling out on the rocks. His legs were in the water, and he wore simple, yet dark clothes that helped him to blend in with the stones. “If you don’t mind the company, I would be just as