C9 Embarrassing Situation

Meanwhile, the king saw the fight between the two while he was at the top of the palace and was looking at them from below.

"She wields a sword well," said General Agustin.

I nodded as I looked at Adira examining another weapon. "I was not wrong that I hired her. Their training has just begun, but I can tell that Dylan will learn something from her right away, especially since she is not afraid of anything the prince says. "

Adira seems to have impressed General Agustin. "But it's still surprising. I don't know if she has a weapon that is used in her country, but what she did earlier was impressive, especially when she raised the sword and it stopped near the prince's neck. If one of them tries to move, I'm sure Prince Dylan will be injured. "

I looked closely at the young lady. "I believe Adira is more than just an ordinary person, so I hired her. She can do something that is impressive and you can't read what's going on in her mind. She mentioned that she was forgetting something from the past, so I suspect that's why she became the way she is: she has courage and knows how to fight."

"Maybe, dear king, a person becomes stronger and braver when she is hurt and turns her experience into a weapon in the right way."

"May it be through her that I can determine who the enemy is." Before we left the top of the palace I looked at them again and went inside.

Meanwhile, Prince Dylan was just looking at Adira, who was still examining other weapons.

"Have you used all of these weapons?" I asked the prince.

"I can only handle a sword and a bow."

I nodded and walked away from the weapons that were there. "Are we done with the training? Can I go inside the palace?"

I frowned. "I just gave you some time to rest, but we're going to start training again right now."

He weakly pulled the sword like a child. "Are you tired?" I asked.

"Yes."

I couldn't believe it when I looked at him and tilted my head to the left. "This prince is a different class. He seems to always be given a base by the general based on his appearance now. If he thinks he can get me for mercy, I am not easily moved to pity," I said in my mind.

"Do you want to say something? Why are you staring like that?" he asked.

"Nothing." My eyes moved and I looked at his sword that he was about to release. "Tighten the grip on your sword and stand straight because now I'm going to teach you how to hold it properly."

He followed. I came and stood next to him. "First hold the handle of the sword well." He followed immediately, so I continued speaking.

Adira continued to teach how to properly use the sword. She taught the various tricks slowly as they faced each other. How to escape, use the sword as a shield, and when it's time for him to be the first to rush.

"You got it right away," I said.

Dylan was very happy. "It's easy!"

I grinned. "No, that is not easy. Even though you got what I taught you quickly, that's not what you need most every time you hold it. "You, too, should not be numb."

He frowned and looked at me confused. "Why can't it be numb?"

"Your whole body should work. If your hand is in charge of the sword, your body needs to feel strong around you, especially if someone is secretly going to attack you. You should also learn that in case someone suddenly and unexpectedly appears. Your hands are ready to move fast."

"There's just so much to learn just from handling weapons." By the looks of it, I'm sure he's disgusted with what we're doing and the real training he's had.

"You must always be complaining to General Agustin, so you don't know about those things, am I right?" It nodded in response. "I knew it, so King Stephen, find someone else because you are stubborn and need to be obeyed immediately whenever you want to rest."

He just looked away and didn't speak. "We are done now, but next time I will teach you how to use your senses and how to know what the enemy will do next. You can go back inside the palace," I said.

I turned my back on him and returned the sword I used, but when I looked back at him, he was just looking at me. "Why?"

He averted his gaze again, which surprised me, so I approached him again. "Would you like to say something?" He turned back to face me.

"Don't you have any other clothes?"

I frowned and closed my eyes several times in response to his question. "There is why?"

He frowned and checked my clothes. "Is black your favorite color? When I first saw you, You were wearing black from head to toe, then now it's the same, and now you're wearing gloves."

What I'm wearing today is a fitted dress, skinny jeans, shoes, and gloves, all of which are black, so I wouldn't be surprised if he asked. "I really dress like this; it's not forbidden to wear clothes of the same color."

"But you don't seem to change if all your clothes are one color."

I rolled my eyes at him. "Why are you interested in knowing? Do you like what I'm wearing today?"

His eyes widened, and he grinned in disbelief. "I was just asking, why did you immediately give it a different meaning!"

I was left speechless. "I'm just wondering, but after all, you asked, and knowing what I wear, I'm going to ask too."

"What is that?"

"Do you have a girlfriend?"

He gave me a serious look. "Nothing."

"Why not?"

"Because it can't."

"Why?"

His eyes are flashing now. "I only have one question. You have so many!"

"Can't ask again? You didn't directly answer my question."

He sighed. "I can't have a girlfriend, even if I wanted to, I couldn't because someone was meant for me from the beginning."

I wondered. "So it's like an arranged marriage."

"You're right."

"But, what if you like another girl?"

He calmly stared at me and waited for his answer, but after a few minutes he just stared at me, so I tapped his forehead and he immediately came to his senses. "It hurts!" he said.

"It took you so long to answer."

He just snorted. "Even though I love her so much, I have to forget her and leave her."

I thought, "He has no freedom if that's what's going to happen." I looked at him again. "You're going to let that happen?"

He nodded. "That's why I haven't tried to talk to or pay attention to other princesses here in our country so that I don't hurt other people's feelings if I fall in love and I have to leave her."

I nodded a few times while looking in another direction, but when I turned to Dylan, he was just staring at me. "Why?"

He looked away, and he turned his back on me. "I will return the sword I used. I leave you." He quickly walked away, so I was the first to enter the palace.

As Dylan returned the sword, he was caught in his left chest. "Why is my heart beating fast? What's going on?" While he was in that state, someone suddenly spoke behind him.

"Dear Prince." He looked behind him in shock and saw the general.

He gasped in shock. "Why, general?"

"Your training is over and it's time for lunch. Your father is calling you to join him."

I put the sword down completely. "Okay, I'll follow." General Agustin immediately left him. "Maybe I'm just tired. That's why my heart is beating like that." He put his thoughts out of his mind and followed the general into the palace.

Meanwhile, Adira was standing near the long table where many meals were served and where King Stephen and Prince Dylan would have lunch.

While I was standing near the table, I followed each plate of food while the king was already sitting in front of the table, but suddenly Dylan entered and looked at me as if asking why I was there, and until he sat down, he was still looking at me with a frown on his forehead.

"Dylan, why are you looking at Adira like that?"

His gaze turned to the king. "I'm just wondering why she's here."

King Stephen smiled. "Because she's watching over you."

I quickly looked at the king because of what he said and was slightly nervous.

"Wait, what for, father?"

King Stephen looked at me first. "As for your food, I told her to keep an eye on you every time you eat, morning, noon, and night."

Dylan was wondering while looking at King Stephen. "Why do I need to be watched? I can eat by myself, father. "

"I know that, but she will watch over whether you eat your vegetables."

The prince's eyebrows almost meet. "Just for that, do I still need to be watched?" His father just nodded.

Dylan didn't know whether to laugh or show disappointment at his father. "You need to eat vegetables to make your body healthy, and I suspect that you will eat vegetables when Adira is here."

Dylan looked at me, but I just raised an eyebrow, but in the end, he didn't ask any more questions and started eating. I saw that he did eat vegetables, even though every time he chewed he closed his eyes. What he doesn't know is my secret. I'm watching what they eat and the surroundings, but so far I haven't seen anything different, especially those who brought food to the table.

While the prince was eating, he stopped and looked at me. "Has she eaten, father?"

King Stephen stopped and looked at his son in surprise. "Not yet," replied the king hesitantly.

He looked at me seriously. "Why are you still watching me when you haven't eaten yet?"

I didn't answer right away because I didn't know what to say, which was why I couldn't eat yet. I just said, "I'm still full. I'll just eat when you finish eating." He looked at me as if judging for a few seconds before eating again.

As Dylan continued to eat, he was talking to himself in his mind, "Why does she still have to be here for my food just because I don't eat vegetables, then she still doesn't eat because of that?"

The prince was so focused on questioning himself while eating that he didn't notice that his food was running out, but he continued scooping and eating with a spoon even though he didn't get anything from his plate.

My brow furrows slowly at what the prince is doing, but I try not to smile or laugh. I just let it go and pretended I didn't see it, but his father noticed him.

"Dylan, there's a lot of food in front of you. Why don't you get something to fill your plate with food?"

Dylan was surprised at what his father said and looked at his plate while holding up his spoon. He secretly looked at Adira, who was now holding back her laughter with her mouth closed.

Embarrassed, he slowly put down the spoon he was holding and just drank the water. "I'm done, father," the prince just said.

"Are you sure?" Prince Dylan nodded in response. I, on the other hand, still couldn't help but keep my mouth shut, which the prince immediately noticed and looked at me evilly.

"I'm done eating. You can now eat your lunch," he said with a hint of annoyance.

The king agreed with what Dylan said, so I said goodbye and left, but as I walked I couldn't help but release what I had been holding back. I laughed softly and shook my head. "It's been a while since I've been in this world, and now I'm really laughing again." I smiled and went to the palace kitchen.

While Prince Dylan was still frowning while sitting in front of the table. "I'm sure she was laughing at me when she turned her back on my father and me." He was stunned while thinking that Adira did that, but he didn't know that his father secretly glanced at him.