Chapter 13: Gift

I walked over and stopped next to the sofa where Dylan was lying as I watched him sleep. I frowned. "Are the royals really like this: despite their red lips, they don't even have pores?" While I was staring at the prince's face, I noticed that his eyelids were moving while his eyes were closed, signaling that he was about to open his eyes.

Slowly, Prince Dylan opened his eyes, and he saw exactly Adira, so now neither of them dodged nor blinked.

In Dylan's mind, "Even in my dream, this woman is still here."

Adira raised her eyebrows as she stared at me, but my eyes slowly opened wide as she came closer while I was lying down. Now their faces are only an inch away. I swallowed for some unknown reason, but suddenly my forehead hurt because she flicked it at me and I was so shocked that I didn't notice.

 "Argh!! " While I was holding my forehead, I looked at her angrily. " Who are you to do that to me?"

She folded her arms. "You're so quick to forget. I've only been gone for one or two days and you've forgotten me. I'm Adira if you've forgotten my name. "

I closed my eyes. "That's not what I meant. Remember, my father only hired you to teach me. It's not like you're the one with the power between the two of us. I can order the palace soldiers to arrest you!"

I noticed that she covered her mouth with her hand and for a few moments she was laughing like she was out of her mind. "You are going crazy!" I shouted. While my eyebrows are about to meet due to excessive frowning.

She suddenly became serious. "Before I left your country, I left you a words. You will see my behavior is different now because I don't often show the side of me that you can still complain." Her head tilted. "And one more thing: whatever I do to you, it doesn't matter who is here, the soldier, general, or King Stephen, because by the time I start teaching you, you won't be able to ask for help from others until I'm not the one to say or make you stop."

I felt that she was no longer joking as I saw in her eyes that there was no emotion now, unlike when I first saw her when my father introduced me to her. Yes, she laughed earlier, but that doesn't mean she's happy.

She went in front of the mirror and looked at me. She was facing the mirror, but she was looking at my reflection. "You can't use your power in war if you don't know how to fight. You're not a real prince if you rely on your soldiers and wait for them to save you. It's no use being a prince if you always make excuses that you have soldiers that they will be defended from the enemy. Remember, when the soldiers can't do it anymore, it's the leaders who face the enemy. That's you, Dylan, and no one else. Don't think about your father either, because he's too old for such a battle, so he'll have only you to rely on at that time. "

I avoided looking at the mirror because of the weight of what she was saying, but not long after, she suddenly threw a plastic bag at me and hit me right in the face. I looked at her frowning and was about to get angry, but I couldn't because of the way she looked; if I said anything else, she'd be furious.This time I can't really use my prince status as long as she's here in the palace.

I just opened the plastic and saw some clothes for a man. I looked at her in wonder. "Those are the clothes you'll wear every time we have training. Then just wear your princely clothes when you are skilled at using the sword. "

I looked at the clothes again and they were too big for me. "Maybe you got ready while I wasn't here? What you're going to do is no joke, especially for me. " 

I didn't speak because I didn't do anything other than spend time in my room because I didn't have to go anywhere else, and it seemed that she noticed that I couldn't answer.

She shook her head. "I think you're not doing anything, but it doesn't matter if you're not prepared, because once we're outside, we can't stop, even if you're bleeding in front of me."

What she said made me nervous. "What do you mean you're going to let me struggle and have blood on my body and even though you see that I have wounds, we still won't stop training?"

"Your right."

"But I might lose my life just in training because you didn't even feel sorry for me!"

She looked into my eyes, and I'm sure she knew I felt some fear from what she said. "I can't include mercy in that situation because if I let it happen you won't learn anything from me. Even in war, even if you surrender, doesn't mean they will stop because they will use it on you, so you can't get up again or catch air in this world. You don't want to lose the battle, do you?" 

I slowly nodded in response. "Learn to be numb even if you have a wound on your body; don't use your wound as an excuse to stop and wait for the enemy to take your life. Hold your sword tightly while the blood flows from its handle because of your hand. When you win, you can't feel that you have wounds from the fight. Your wounds say the meaning of why you won. "

She turned her back on me and was ready to leave. "I was only going here to give you that shirt. You know, what's the problem with you is that you don't know much about the outside of the palace and how they do anything. I'm leaving, but tomorrow we have to start training because it looks like I'm having a headache once I started to teach you, and for you it will be so much more difficult. " She finally left without looking back at me.

I suddenly frowned at the last word she said. "It's like she's saying that I won't learn to hold a sword right away. Did she enter my room without my permission? " I kept my eyes on the door and took the book to put it back on its shelf.