"I might be a warrior but I am not a soldier. A soldier does as they are told to do. I, on the other hand, am a rebel and I do what I please" I said with a seductive smile.
"So what do you want to do love?" his blue eyes looked like diamonds as a m...
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I walked out of the training arena filled with sweat and dirt, which for a prince is not the most convenient get up. But I guess the taste of victory made it a little tolerable.
Beside me, Daman cursed under his breath. Losing twice in a row didn't sit right with him at all.
I let out a low chuckle. Sometimes Daman still acted like a little kid.
"You know the warriors have already started to arrive for the gathering" Said Daman probably to change the topic.
I did not know that, I tried my very best not to associate with anything happening in the palace, again being the prince didn't help.
"No," I said
He nodded knowingly as if he had already predicted that. I tried not to roll my eyes."Two groups have already arrived" He sighed
"Both from New Merphis they say"
"This whole thing feels so wrong," he continued
"You think we are stepping into our own trap," I told
"I don't think, I know," said Daman
He was not wrong, I had no idea what my father was planning, but he most certainly has not thought this through.
The sound of yelling stopped us in our tracks. It came from the smaller back gates, used by the workers and soldiers to enter. I started to walk in the direction of the sound.
"They can handle it," said Daman trying to pull me back
