Chapter 4



a/n I did not expect to write this much. I honestly thought I'd give up on it, but here we are!


(Iida's POV)


After I places my things in the trunk of the limo, I was told to retrieve Princess Yaoyorozu. I walked up to the room she was staying in. I knocked, but received no answer. 'Hmmm maybe she's asleep?' I open the door. 'OMFG!' She was in the middle of changing. 'Crap, crap, crap, crap!'


"Eeek!"


"I'm sorry!" I said as I ran out of the room and slammed the door. 'I'm gonna die. I'm. not a pervert am I? After all how was I supposed to know she was changing? This is going to be so awkward.'


(Momo's POV)


I was changing into some jeans and a blouse, all I had left was the Undershirt and blouse. I took out the undershirt and was humming. Suddenly the door opened. It was Sir Tenya! Whoops!


"Eeek!" I squeal. I sound like a pig!


"I'm sorry!" He said as he ran out and slammed the door.


That was embarrassing. 'I don't want to make him feel bad. This was all just an unfortunate accident. This is going to be so awkward.' I finished changing and walked out the door. There I saw a trembling Sir Tenya bowing down and apologizing. I placed my hand on his head.


"You are an honorable knight, and I know many that would have taken advantage of the situation we were in. Neither of us are to blame for this. I forgive you. Now get up and let's get to the car."


"Y-yes Princess Yaoyorozu."


"Please call me Momo. Hearing my last name is just weird."


"Princess Yaoyorozu, I couldn't, we are far to separated socially."


"Fine. Would you at least call me Princess Momo instead of Yaoyorozu?"


"I-I-I could try."


His face turned red. I'm about to die. It's to funny! Don't laugh! Don't be rude! It's a mixture of confused, frightened, and relieved.


"Let us be on our way then Princess, M-Momo."


"Let us."


~time skip cuz I'm still lazy~


(Iida's POV)


There were two cars. One for the servants, and one for me and the princess.


"Father how long of a trip will this be?" Princess Yaoyo-Momo asked.


"17 ½ hours."


'Oh boy. 17 and a half hours alone with a beautiful woman. Shut it male instincts! Ok, let's just hope no thieves attack.'


How was that?

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