The Lady Gangster’s Mission For The Prince

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.

The king nodded as he looked at Adira as she examined 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. ”

He looked closely at the young lady. “I believe Adira is more than just an ordinary person, so I hired her. She can do something 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 the 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 they left the top of the palace, he 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?” She asked the prince.

“I can only handle a sword and a bow.”

She nodded and walked away from the weapons that were there.

“Are we done with the training? Can I go inside the palace?”

She 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?” she asked.

“Yes.”

She couldn’t believe it when she looked at him and tilted her head to the left. “This prince is of a different class. He seems to always be given a bad grade by the general based on his appearance now. If he thinks he can get me to show mercy, I am not easily moved to pity,” she said in her mind.

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

“Nothing.” Her eyes moved, and she looked at the 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.  She came and stood next to him. “First, hold the handle of the sword well.” He followed immediately, so she 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, how to use the sword as a shield, and when it’s time for him to be the first to rush.

“You got it right away,” she said.

Dylan was very happy. “It’s easy!”

She 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 her, 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, she’s sure he’s disgusted with what they’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,” she said.

She turned her back on him and returned the sword she used, but when she looked back at him, he was just looking at her. “Why?”

He averted his gaze again, which surprised her, so she approached him again. “Would you like to say something?” He turned back to face her.

“Don’t you have any other clothes?”

She frowned and blinked her eyes several times in response to his question. “There is a why.”

He frowned and checked her clothes. “Is black your favorite color? When I first saw you, you were wearing black from head to toe; now it’s the same, and now you’re wearing gloves.”

What she’s wearing today is a fitted dress, skinny jeans, shoes, and gloves, all of which are black, so she wouldn’t be surprised if he asked. “I 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.”

She rolled her 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!”

She 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 sparkling 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, because someone was meant for me from the beginning.”

She wondered. “So it’s like an arranged marriage.”

“You’re right.”

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He calmly stared at her and waited for his answer, but after a few minutes he just stared at her, so she 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.”

She thought, “He has no freedom if that’s what’s going to happen.” She 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.”

She nodded a few times while looking in another direction, but when she turned to him, he was just staring at her. “Why?”

He looked away, and he turned his back on her. “I will return the sword I used. I leave you.” He quickly walked away, so she 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.”

He 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 she was standing near the table, she followed each plate of food while the king was already sitting in front of the table, but suddenly Dylan entered and looked at her as if asking why she was there, and until he sat down, he was still looking at her 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.”

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

“Wait, what for, Father?”

King Stephen looked at her 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 his father. “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 met. “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 her, but she just raised an eyebrow; in the end, he didn’t ask any more questions and started eating. She saw that he did eat vegetables, even though every time he chewed he closed his eyes. What he doesn’t know is her secret. She’s watching what they eat and the surroundings, but so far she hasn’t seen anything different, especially among those who brought food to the table.

While the prince was eating, he stopped and looked at her. “Has she eaten, Father?”

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

He looked at her seriously. “Why are you still watching me when you haven’t eaten yet?”

She didn’t answer right away because she didn’t know what to say, which was why she couldn’t eat yet. She just said, “I’m still full. I’ll just eat when you finish eating.” He looked at her 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.

Her brow furrows slowly at what the prince is doing, but she tries not to smile or laugh. She just let it go and pretended she 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,” he suddenly said.

“Are you sure?” he asked, nodding in response.

She, on the other hand, still couldn’t help but keep her mouth shut, which the prince immediately noticed and looked at her 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 she said goodbye and left, but as she walked, she couldn’t help but release what she had been holding back. She laughed softly and shook her head. “It’s been a while since I’ve been in this world, and now I’m laughing again.” She 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 had secretly glanced at him.