Chapter 20: A Little Revenge

When the king was already where they were, he was concerned to see Prince Dylan struggling with his left leg. "What happened?" asked the king, looking at Adira and Prince Damon.

 "He lost his balance, so his left leg was sprained," Adira said.

The king looked at Prince Dylan in wonder. "What did he do? All I know is that he came earlier and was resting. "

Meanwhile, Adira had her arms folded as she listened to the king, but she stayed by Prince Dylan's side.

So I looked at the prince in front of us, who was calm and as if he hadn't done anything wrong, so Dylan suffered a sprained leg. "I saw that he trained alone without me," I suddenly said.

The king looked at me confused. "Why would he do that?"

My gaze shifted to Dylan, who was now just silent and holding his left leg. "I also don't know why he practiced alone, because all I know is that he came here in the morning and was resting, but I was also surprised to see him outside in the palace with a sword in his hand." 

The king turned his gaze to Prince Dylan. "Dylan, why did you do that? What's the meaning that I hired someone to teach you so you can avoid any danger?"

Dylan sighed as he tried to calm himself because of the pain he was feeling. "Sorry father, I just thought of trying to see if I could do it on my own and remembered what Adira taught me."

"Next time don't train without Adira, is it clear Prince Dylan?" Dylan just nodded.

The king looked at Prince Damon. "I'm sorry if you saw this kind of situation in our palace."

He smiled and bowed slightly while his two hands were on his back. "Don't worry, it's fine with me."

I frowned and decided to teach him a lesson."Prince, why don't you tell the truth about what happened between you and Prince Dylan?" My face was still calm and there was nothing to see, not even any emotion that the king could easily notice that I wanted to convey something.

He was slightly alarmed, but his breathing immediately calmed down. The king asked him. "What is Adira saying, Prince Damon?"

"I joined Prince Dylan's in training, my dear king, and while we were practicing using the sword, he lost his balance."

I just stared at the prince, who was so good at telling different stories that I was surprised that he couldn't tell the truth and the whole story. "Perhaps, my dear king, he became so happy about using the sword that Prince Dylan lost his balance," I said again while staring at Prince Damon. I will try to see if he is telling the truth because it is obvious from every word I say.

 I saw him smile at me, but it was obviously not true. "You didn't see the whole incident, young lady. When you arrived, Prince Dylan was already sitting on the ground because he had lost his balance. "

I raised an eyebrow when he said, "This prince is making it look like what I'm telling the king is wrong. What does he think I didn't see them from the top of the palace earlier?"

While neither of them let go of their gaze, King Stephen spoke. "Adira, maybe you just saw it wrong. The two princes are friends, so Prince Damon can't do that. "

I took my eyes off Prince Damon and just looked at Prince Dylan's feet. "I hope, dear king, he is telling the truth."

"We'd better go inside and have a conversation with Prince Damon." The king looked at General Agustin. "General, take care of the prince and call my personal physician."

General Agustin moved immediately and slowly helped Prince Dylan not touch the sprained foot. "Follow us," said King Stephen, and he walked first to the visitors' area, followed by General Agustin and Prince Dylan. Prince Damon and Adira were left behind. 

While I folded my arms and looked at Prince Damon, who was looking in another direction, I noticed his wounded hand with a cloth wrapped around it. He turned and I was looking at his hand, which he immediately noticed. "Are you worried, young lady, about what you did to me? That's why you checked at my hand like that."

I raised my eyebrows at what he said and grinned. "I'm sorry, prince; if I'm going to be concerned, it'll be for Prince Dylan, not for you." And I looked at him seriously.

The smile on his lips disappeared. "Is what you're saying true, young lady, or are you just pretending?"

 "I am saying the truth. I'm not the one pretending here. It's you, isn't it?"

His peaceful aura disappeared slowly and was replaced by darkness. "Be careful what you say, young lady. I can do something and order an army to arrest you just because of the way you talk about me. You are just a low-class person with no power like me."

I shook my head and approached him. "What power are you talking about, super powers?" He didn't answer.

From the playful aura, I gradually showed the appearance of a gangster. "Don't scare me just because of your power. Remember that you are not in your palace now, so the power you say is invalid if your soldier is already in the other palace." I turned my back on him and started walking, but I turned back, he wondered again. "It turns out I forgot something because the serious thing we are talking about."

He frowned. "What's that?"

"This, I forgot..." I reached for his wounded hand and pressed it, and he immediately moved away from me. "You heard what the king said? Let's go in." And I completely entered the palace as if nothing I had done by the prince's hand.

Meanwhile, Prince Damon was forced not to scream because of the pain of his wound, which was aggravated by what Adira did. "That young lady tricked me out." Before going inside, he held his breath and waited for the pain to go away.

While Adira was walking towards where Dylan was, she grinned. "With the depth of his wound, I'm sure it will take a long time to heal. He's too arrogant, so I have to do it. I'm the one he tried to scare. He hasn't seen what a gangster like me can do. It's just basic that and I might just get a life now if my patient ran out." I continued walking and saw Dylan sitting in the living room, but I wondered why he was there alone.