“I I I…“
he fell to his knees, knowing he was about to die from guards
“M my f father sent m m me to capture t the princess…a as a p peace h hostage”
"Hf-a....a-a hostage....."
He blurted out
"T-Take me instead!"
“Wh- W WHAT!? y y your W willing?!”
He nodded
"P-Please-I-I-I can get you out of here j-just please take me with you!!"
he was skeptic, but looked into his eyes and saw this pleading look, it was adorable to him, he had fallen for him with that look
“I… o okay I will…b but uhh…I k kinda need to p put you in a box f for my f father”
He nervously scratched the back of his neck
"O-Oh..."
He chewed on his bottom lip, considering
"W-Well....o-ok."
“sigh…W well…t that chest o over there looks good…”
He pointed to a large chest
"O-O-Ok...."
He hesitantly walked over and climbed inside, curling up on his side. He looked up at him, big blue eyes scared.
“I I I’ll try and b be g gently o okay?”
He closed the lid, picking the chest up, running through the chaos
He heard small muffled squeaking from the box every time they hit a bump or there was a particularly loud noise, Ezra clearly terrified. But he passed through the chaos unnoticed, everyone too busy with the fight.
