CHAPTER 71

 

Having pushed himself to the limit, and coming to the Rolland Estate before anywhere else, he saw upon this scene…

I thought she was only going to save Talon…

Matthew was quite confused, at seeing such a scene, after already picturing Talon disappearing from the estate in his own idea on what was going to happen.

Shaking his head, he could scarcely believe that his woman had such a cold side to her.

But…It was something he needed, for her to be his woman.

Her cruelty could match his own…

This woman…She is getting revenge!

Seeing her like this, was a bit of a shock, as she had indeed put through to his head, that she was such an innocent and sweet, little thing…The only thing sinister about her, when he had last saw her, had been her eyes.

But now, as he looked at the dead bodies on the floor and all the blood everywhere, he started to realize that there was a lot more to his Princess that he didn’t know.

Suddenly, he felt eager…He wanted to know everything about her! He couldn’t wait to…

“Your Highness.”

Matthew looked at Band Three, whom had just arrived. After a moment to regain his thoughts, he replied, “What happened?”

“The note had disappeared, and news of your escape fell through to the public. They had said that since you escaped, you were deemed guilty of the crime…Ministers are demanding that you are punished for murdering royalty…And…The ‘slayer’ that was to obtain the log book from your first store, has not returned the log book, claiming it wasn’t there…There is also a lot of rumours hanging around the Emperor, he now has three ranked five guards constantly following him around…”

Matthew shook his head, so much to do...But it was good news, that The Crowned Prince had fallen into a trap…Or two.

It was now time to return some favours!

“Band One, watch the Princess, only appear if her life is in danger.” Matthew said, becoming formal and business like once again.

He was starting to understand Sahara, that she had her own way of doing things, and he found that he liked that very much. While she was doing whatever she wants…He also had things to do…

“Yes, Your Highness.”

“…Send messages from now on, don’t report in person. She won’t be easy to track, and I know messages will take most of your spiritual essence but…”

“I will do as you ask, Your Highness.”

Matthew stood from the roof of the building, giving one more nod to Band One.

Before departing himself, he took one last look at his princess, then he jumped off the roof and headed in another direction.

Become strong, make trouble and I shall cover you. I will see you again soon!

 

Gliding away and jumping, Matthew went straight towards his estate, that was outside of the palace. Ever since he had married, at the early age of thirteen, he had moved out of the palace. Back then it had only felt like something he had to do, he being the Second Prince, couldn’t stay where the Crowned Prince was…Yet, it was just a few short months after that, his mother and sister had gotten into trouble because of the Crowned Prince…

Of course, it was lucky that the Emperor had protected them from then on, but now, Matthew had to fix up his own real father’s mistake!

“Has everything been done?”

“Yes, Your Highness!”

Taking off his outer clothing, while still jumping and gliding, someone following took it. “I will require everything in the study after I bathe!”

“Yes, Your Highness!”

“Tell the Emperor that I seek an audience with him! And kill that traitor!”

Within another ten seconds, Matthew had removed the rest of his clothing and jumped into a hot spring, in his own estate.

War, just outside of her presence…Remembering when he had first met Sahara, he had thought this.

It was time to make up for all the time he was in prison!

 

 

Finally putting my sword to work, I watched as blood trickled down from the stomach of my mother.

“I feel like celebrating…” After I said this, mumblings and liquid ran down my mother’s face once again.

Haha, that’s what I wanted! Be scared! Cry a river!

I didn’t see that my words and what I was currently doing, made me look like a devil…

I continued my little sc.r.a.pings, as though I was doing it on a scroll of paper, instead of flesh.