Chapter 10

The castle was kept alert for the soon guest, whose invitation was still unclear to Hunter. The king must have his reasons to employ such uncanny-legends-of-trade to visit their castle.
A reason that is still very unclear as the hours passed. Hunter directs the guards to strategic positions where the king would be very much protected incase of unforseen circumstances. Hunter has also instigated for a secret men who would guide and watch from an unnoticed designation and spread sign to the others if there were any form of a worse case scenario .
The Grand hall of Southland is being cleaned and little changes are made. Whoever this mystery people where, they were not King's nor Princes'. They were of common blood and interest.
Hunter presumed.
Southland wouldn't dare waste it's resources because if their mythic generation or how they travelled to prosperity in a spiritual forest.
However, the y were a strong and beautiful nation. This little preparation was to show how vast and strong we were. It may even look too good for the forest men who were arriving in two nights away.
"General Hunter", The voice calls from behind and he turns to look at the beholder.
"Lady Zelda." He says in surprise not expecting to meet his mother's acquaintance in the royal hall. Hunter knows she is of class, this was just a bonus to his guess.
She bowed when he gets closer to her and a smile is planted on her blemished pale skin.
"It is an honour meeting you again, My Lord."
"The honour is mine, lady Zelda." Hunter chuckles still curious of who exactly she was in status.
You must be racking your head to why I'm here, right? She asks with a small smile.
"Oh, not at all." He lies putting his hands behind my back.
Good. Then, I do not have to give an explanation. She says.
"Well, I see a little bit of fisty in your charisma." Hunter says looking her straight in the eyes.
Are you not an aficiando of my nature then? She asks.
"It depends." He says removing his hands from my back when he sees a honey colored being moving closer to them.
"Lady Zelda." Vixen says making Zelda turn her back and bow in curtesy.
"Dowager Alice has been awaiting your presence since daylight, but you are here..." Lady Vixen says looking up at Hunter and fixing a gauche, unsophisticated and tactless look on Hunter.
"I must have interrupted something, here." She says with an innocent fallacy. Please, continue. I shall report has seen to Dowager Alice as I have seen. Vixen says ready to take a step.
"Of course, not." Lady Vixen.
"Said, Lady Zelda."
Her voice was on a nervous hitch before giving Hunter an apologetic glance, heading to her place of designation.
Lady Vixen smiles preparing to turn away from Hunter.
Impetuous! He says with disdain.
What!? Vixen says facing him with pride of her recent action.
Do you...maybe fancy that woman? She asks not receiving an answer from Hunter.
He doesn t really know what he must have seen in her. Vixen s eyes are filled with hatred as she spoke of Zelda.
You dislike her? Why am I not surprised? Hunter asks.
Dislike? Vixen murmurs. She is an overly plain, humdrum. Of course, I dislike her.
And you are? Hunter asks as he looks at her and she gazed at him in filth.
"Let me answer that for you..." He says before allowing her speak.
"You are an overly spoilt, deteriorated being." He says and he couldn't hold the laughter bubbling inside of his throat.
The color of her cheeks darkens as she stares at him once more, the more she looks at Hunter, he could see her face drain its filth and was slowly replaced with some kind of affection. One that she immediately washes off.
"I understand that you are hungry for women, I mean after twenty five years of loneliness." This is expected.
Hunter arches an eyebrow in annoyance of her prudish behaviour.
I just want you to know that Lady Zelda is a widow. And a royal can never be with a widow. She says, her hands resting her hands on her waist.
"His face must have lost all its desire for her by now, for she always talked without thinking."
On second thoughts, did I say royal?
Is a bastard son still considered royal? Vixen says with a small chuckle. "The son of a lowly maid whose respect only rests on the fact that he fought? for his country."
"Vixen..." He says with a low growl.
What did I say wrong? She asks proving to be innocent. "Didn't your mother open her skirts for..."
He pulled the lady into the nearest room, locking the doors tightly and pushing her against the wall with his eyes blazing emotional rage. Hunter a knife from the nearest table and shook it above her head unto the wall making the woman press her eyes and cower in fear.
How dare you! Hunter shouts and the once brave girl couldn't even look him in the eyes, in fear of the rage that transpired in it.
She shivers with her eyes tightly closed and begging without words.
"There is a limit to every thing in this world. Nothing can be enjoyed forever." He says with his voice rasp, coercive and authoritative.
He made sure his voice lingers around her while he spoke harshly.
"I should end your life right now, in this place." Hunter continues.
Her eyes shone open. She looks into his eyes and curses herself for being a brat. Vixen s bratty attitude will be the end of her and no one would ever know about it.
For she will die in this room, behind closed doors. In the hands of the most handsome man she has ever layed her eyes on.
"I'm not doing this for myself, He says." I'm doing this for the whole of Southland.
He removed the knife from the punctured wall and before he could scare her with it.
She stands on her heels, places her arm around his neck. Her feminine pressing against his masculine and she joins their lips as one.
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