The Amber Sword

The princess stabbed at Brendel’s chest, the silver glimmer on the tip of her sword seemed to separate the dark rainy night and the lightning outside the window and the whole room seemed to turn black and void, monotonous and devoid of any color.

Thunders boomed.

The sword bypassed Halran Gaia’s line of defense. But the tip of the sword involuntarily slid off to the side. Gryphine felt as if she had hit the surface of a stone, and her sword flew out of her grip because of the rebounded force. It pierced through Marshal Atanya’s portrait, a precious oil painting from the third century.

Brendel grabbed the right wrist of the princess, her wrist was soft and slightly warm. But he did not have time to savor this moment. Her glare made him stood upright, Her left hand! Brendel held the princess’ left hand without hesitation. A bright gleaming dagger flickered on her left hand.

Brendel had firm control over Princess Gryphine’s two wrists, and their postures were a little awkward. She gritted her teeth and raised her knees to kick Brendel’s lower abdomen.

Brendel never expected that this elegant princess would be so decisive in her actions. His instincts kicked in and with both hands, he pressed Gryphine against the wall.

In the background, lightning struck and everything went blank.

Princess Gryphine groaned uncomfortably, expressing a painful look in her face. Bowing her head slightly, her silver, curly long hair shook slightly with it.

Brendal shook his head.

“I can’t refuse, Your Highness, for your beauty has been engraved in my heart. But not now, nor should it be done like this. The princess in my heart is the one who dares to reprimand the nobles. Only her boldness is worthy of Aouine’s hope.”

Brendel said word by word carefully.

Princess Gryphine was confused. “What do you want me to do?” She returned to her calm tone and Brendel knew that she felt embarrassed by her reckless act. In fact, he was frustrated too.

But if he was given a second chance, he would still have done it the same way.  Although he felt sorry for the Aouine’s future princess, he was sure that he had done something he normally would not have.

His personality from back then had started to show its motives.

Brendel was about to say something when he heard two people walking in from the corridor. Princess Gryphine’s expression changed. If the outsiders were to see Brendel and me alone at this time, my reputation will be completely gone. 

The princess gave Brendel a death stare. The matter of losing her sword wasn’t settled yet, and now another trouble is coming their way. When she turned to him, they met eyes.

Gryphine blushed. “What are you waiting for? Hide!” She said in a low voice.

“Where can I hide?” Brendel was dumbfounded. He had just heard from Freya that the Royal Faction had gone over to Prince Haruz side. Why did they turn back after just a while? 

“The closet!”

The princess pointed to the closet at the side. The footsteps were coming close, and that was when she only realized her hair was still in a mess. She simply combed it with her fingers and subconsciously covered her own lips.

She lifted her head and looked at Brendel, he was scrambling to hide in her closet. Gryphine said fiercely, “Brendel, this time you have to help me. Just treat it as a charity for Aouine’s princess.”

“Charity?”

Brendel almost fell headfirst into the closet. This entire incident is just so weird…