by Scottish Girl » Mon Feb 27, 2012 8:13 pm
Andrew was still looking down at his feet and nodded softly "Yes,miss," he said softly, glancing at the two guards, one at each end of the hall, watching Andrew and the princess carefully. The door to Andrews bedroom opened and the maid came walking out. She was about fifty year old, wih a big belly and angry face, so Andrew jumped out of her way quickly as she passed. Andrew was no longer his bright cherry self, he was quite, more nervous and polite. He waited for the princess I go through the door first.
"Rugby is great. The players don't wear helmets or padding; they just beat the living day lights out of each other and them go for beer. I love that"
"If you can't take a punch, don't play rugby, play football"