They were also unable to train for a few days because Prince Dylan had a sudden visit. To visit their constituency far from the palace, he only returned today.
The afternoon arrived, but Adira was already in her room, apparently thinking about something.She also left the room and went to the top of the palace not long after.
I peeked below the palace, but saw the prince holding the sword. I frowned. "He just came back, but why does he seem to be training alone?" I saw him doing what I taught him the other day before he suddenly left. I just watched him and analyzed his movements.
While Adira simply stared at the prince. Prince Dylan tries to remember what Adira taught him.
I dodged the sword slowly, but I was forgetting what else Adira had taught me. Even though I was tired, I still tried to practice now so that I wouldn't be an ignorant person every time she taught me. "It's still hard sometimes to talk to that young lady." I just shook my head and tried to refocus.
But during the prince's training, he had a sudden visitor come to the palace, and he didn't seem to like it.
While my hands were moving, someone suddenly spoke from behind me. "I didn't know you were training to hold a sword, which you haven't done before." I immediately turned around and felt bad because of the person in front of me.
I faked a smile at him. "It's not too late for me to learn how to handle it, Prince Damon."
He smirked. "Then you better practice wielding that because, whether you admit it or not, I'm still the strongest and best wielder of weapons of all the princes here in our country."
I didn't answer because it was true. Prince Damon has proven a lot to everyone, even in another palace, but I have nothing yet because if he is strong, I am the weakest of all. "Don't be too arrogant because maybe in the next day or year you won't be the only one with that ability." I still smile, even though I don't want to.
His face became serious. "Until now, you're still a loser, Prince Dylan. You have a good heart, but you can't defend yourself because you're weak!" In the tone of his speech, it was as if he was trying to stick it in my head that I would remain a weak prince.
While the two princes were talking, Adira was surprised by the unfamiliar person that Prince Dylan was talking to. That's why she immediately went down from the palace to see who that person was, and it would be good for her to get to know him.
Meanwhile, Prince Damon went to the armory and took out a sword. Prince Dylan suddenly felt nervous because he seemed to know what Prince Damon was going to do.
"Let's try if you know how to use a sword," said Prince Damon.
I frowned. "I'm just starting to practice handling it. Why do you need to know right away if I've learned anything?"
Prince Damon looked at the blade of the sword from its handle to its point. "I just want to know if you know anything, even a little bit." So it suddenly moved and rushed towards me, so I didn't know what to do. Luckily, I was able to get away from the first hit.
He grinned while looking at me. "You know how to dodge my hit, but you still have to use your sword!" He started again, but luckily I was able to block it with my sword. He pushes the sword as they come together, but I still try not to let go of my sword because I don't want a repeat of what happened when Adira and I practiced. The young lady I knew would stop when that happened, even though her heart was made of stone, but Prince Damon's was not, so he had a chance to attack me if I happened to let go of my sword. I don't know why he treats me like this. I was kind to him because our fathers are friends, but I still don't know why he always says something that hurts my feelings sometimes.
It started rushing again, and at that moment I could see that its aura was dark, so if I wasn't careful, I would definitely get a big wound from his sword. I got up again and used the sword, but what I didn't expect was that I misstepped on the ground, so I lost my balance while Prince Damon's sword was coming down from the air that I knew was going to hit me and it could not be stopped because of the speed of his action.
I fell to the ground and closed my eyes because I could clearly see that Prince Damon's sword was only a few inches away from me, but for a few moments I didn't feel any pain in my body. I frowned. "What happened?" I asked, confused. I slowly opened my eyes and looked to see where Prince Damon was, but I was shocked to see long hair that was braided. "Adira...," I said softly.
When Dylan lost his balance, Adira saw it immediately because she was only a few steps away from the two. Fortunately, the armory was close to the two of them, so before Dylan could be hurt, Adira quickly took a sword and blocked the sword of Prince Damon.
While their swords were touching with the man I did not know, I saw how he was surprised by my sudden appearance. "Who are you?" he asked. He slowly lowered the sword, so I did the same.
"Who are you too? Why did you use the sword here without permission and try to hurt the prince of Stalwart Catle? " My forehead was wrinkled, and my eyes were a little angry.
He smiled, which surprised me. "I don't think you know me."
I said in a bold voice, "No and I have no intention of getting to know you."
He nodded. "I'm a prince like Prince Dylan, but in a different palace."
I raised an eyebrow at him. "Prince? Why is your behavior not like a prince with the mess you made here today!?"
He looked behind me, so I turned around. I saw that Dylan was standing, but I noticed that it was difficult for him to step on his left foot because it was slightly raised. "He is really a lamp," I said in my mind.
"Prince Dylan and I are friends; that's the only way we greet each other." He smiled big, and I could tell he was proud, especially from the look on his face, not to mention his demeanor.
"Are you sure you are friends with Prince Dylan?"
"Yes."
I grinned and suddenly disappeared too. "Who are you fooling? Someone like me here, you can't fool me." I was surprised when he suddenly clapped.
"Young lady, you really impress me with what you say."
While Dylan was already frowning while looking at Prince Damon, "Adira let him go."
The person in front of me looked back at me. "I am talking to you with no respect, even more especially to this prince!" I had a strong sentence, but he suddenly frowned.
"Why do you talk like that in front of me? You should show respect because I'm a prince. "
I looked behind me and at the prince in front of me. "He and Dylan both use being a prince to scare." I just shook my head and faked a smile. "I don't care if you are still the king of your palace."
Prince Damon was wondering about the lady he was talking to now. "Are you a slave here at Stalwart Castle? But why are you dressed so strangely?"
"No."
"Then what is your duty in their palace?"
"Instructor."
He looked at Dylan. "Of what?"
"Hold a sword," I just said, because I couldn't tell the whole truth to the prince in front of me. He is still suspicious in my eyes.
He looked at me with interest. "You are the reason Prince Dylan has the courage to hold a sword." He smirked, but I sensed he was about to do something as he adjusted his sword grip. I simply walked away from Dylan because he just stayed behind me.
I wasn't surprised when he stormed towards me, and I was immediately taken aback. I have to admit that he moved quickly because he almost hit my cheek. "This person knows how to use a sword better than Dylan."
The speed at which he moved made my sword slide every time I blocked it. Luckily, I had activated my senses, so I immediately knew where his next attack would come from. I found an opportunity, and I quickly wounded his left hand with the tip of the sword where he was holding the sword. He let go of his sword because I had made a deep wound on his left hand.
He looked at me in surprise, and I smiled against my will. "Nice to meet you, Prince Damon." I grinned and turned my back on him. I saw that Dylan was struggling to stand up. "Are you okay?" I asked him.
It was obvious from his face that he was hurt when he stood up, and there was a chance that he stepped on it. "I'm fine," he still answered.
I just sighed and supported him, but before that I looked at the prince I fought against. "If you're a true friend. You wouldn't do this to Prince Dylan if you knew he was still weak in the use of a sword," every word I said was emphatic. "It's not because you're good at something that he's weak, you'll use it first just to embarrass him, just because he's weak and you're strong." I looked at him evilly, but he just smiled.
"It looks like he's got an ally." From the smiling lips, his face suddenly became serious, even the eyes that seemed to be hiding a lot. "Next month, the tournament will come again and I guarantee that I will go home the winner because you are a loser, Prince Dylan." The words he says are slow but with emphasis.
Dylan just bowed to Prince Damon's words because in all the competition of princes and rivals, he always loses or doesn't get any reward. Adira noticed it and boldly looked at Prince Damon. "Next time he will get the big reward and be the best in the tournament, mark my word!"
He laughed as if what I said was silly. "If he can even hold a bow, Prince Dylan is not skilled at even holding a bow and how to release an arrow, so he always loses in the annual tournament of princes." He looked at Dylan as he turned his back. "Until I witness him using the bow well, I won't believe he will win this year."
"Wait for that day, prince," I said emphatically, and led Prince Dylan to enter the palace.
While Adira was leading Prince Dylan inside, Prince Damon looked at his left hand, which was still dripping with blood from a very deep wound.
He stared at it even though the handle of the sword was stained with blood. "This is the first time I've been injured by someone I don't know, and it's a young lady."
He tore the fabric inside his clothes because he was wearing normal clothes now, so the fabric was long until his feet, but his body was still able to move freely. Prince Damon have to hide his wound. And he thinks that King Stephen wonders where he got it from when he entered the palace without it before went to where Prince Dylan was." He covered his hand while his breathing stopped for a few seconds because the wound was deep. It hurt more when there was a damp cloth. Prince Damon returned the sword he had used and walked back into the palace.
When he got close to the palace, Prince Damon saw Prince Dylan and the young lady in the doorway. It seemed that she could no longer bear the weight of the prince, so they stopped at the side of the door, and Prince Dylan was sitting. Prince Damon noticed that the king was on his way to their place, so he fixed himself as if nothing had happened.