Chapter 38: Chapter 38

Samara's PoV

I left my bloody sword to the two soldiers and then removed the cloth from my face and then used it to wipe the blood from my forehead.

"Two weeks from now. The wedding will take place. I'm sure Costomo has a plan especially since he knows I know what he's doing illegally," I threw the cloth to the side then faced Zairo "I don't want him to use Dwight against to me in case he is removed from office. So I want you to watch his actions. For now, I will watch over Dwight as well as my family, "

He stared intently at me so I frowned at him but he said, "Did you love Prince Dwight?" He asked seriously

Gone those royal endearment that makes me feel uneasy. In what he is doing now. He looks like an older brother to me.

"When he saw you walked out of the door, in your coronation night, he looked so shocked to see you actually standing there in a royal dress with a crown in your head. He seems like he already knew you. So I assumed. Before you went here. You already knew him. So I wonder why you're pushing him away, "he straightened up and then stared at me" I asked myself why? Then I figure it out. You don't want to marry him because you don't want to You can ruin him. But why don't you want to ruin him milady? "

I averted my eyes from him. I don't want to hurt him because I love him but I hurt him because of that.

"When it comes to our love ones. We're confused of what to do. Especially if their safety depends there but milady. Prince Dwight is no child. He can't protect himself from all the harm he might receive someday. Costomo was just a piece of cake with Dwight if he wanted to keep it quiet. Since he was a child. He was trained by his father definitely when it comes to battles because he was the next king! But do you know where he has a hard time protecting himself he? It was from the pain he was recieving from you, "Zairo

My chest tightened as I realized what he said. She is right. I forgot that Dwight was a prince. A crown prince and he definitely went through more training than me to be able to protect himself. I’m just hurting him for what I’m doing.

I was just hurting him and myself

"I just want him to be safe," I whispered softly

"He'll be assured safety if you tell him who's the enemies here milady and please don't hurt the prince. I knew him. He has a good heart. If might not be telling you but he's dying inside when you told him that you won't be able to worry marry him. He can protect himself. If you love him, tell him milady. Don't take him away from you just because you don't want to hurt him because, trust me, he'd been through a lot of danger but he's still standing here, fighting like what you're doing, "Zairo," Love was a powerful thing and that will make your country and him to become strong. Make the two powerful kingdoms unite and reign the whole world, "

'Make the two powerful kingdoms unite and reign the whole world'

I felt him tap me on the shoulder so I looked up at him. I smiled broadly.

"Thank you for enlightening me Zairo. I've been very confused lately and don't think about anything but his safety as well as that of my family," I said.

"You're always welcome milady," Zairo

I slightly laughed, "You could be my personal adviser/butler/secret assassin and older brother,"

He said, "Older brother? Nah. I don't deserve to be called brother by my queen. You were a diamond and I was just a stone,"

"What now? They are different in value and form but they are both necessary. Status in life and appearance are nonsense when the person has those qualities as no humanity," I explained.

"Correct milady. You're so smart,"

We both laughed at our antics when we heard footsteps. We both looked at the blank -expression man who was staring at us. I was a little taken aback.

"It's 12 in the morning. Why are you two together outside the palace?" He asked

I couldn't figure out if he was angry or not which made my heart beat faster. Zairo's hand slowly dropped to my shoulder and bowed.

"Good morning Prince Dwight. The highness just clarying some things—"

"Clarifying things in the middle of the night at the back gate?" Dwight still looked expressionless

It was as if I was just staring at Zairo's side. I feel like I go back to the time I first saw him. When I recovered I sneezed loudly.

"That came from the Philippines. You should come home later so you can rest first,"

"Yeah," he replied shortly then turned away

I was just staring there and if Zairo hadn’t called me I would have just kept standing there.

“He was jealous milady,” Zairo

"A-what do I do k-when a man is jealous?" My clueless question

"It was what we called lambing.Go on milady!" He pushed me

As a child, I followed Dwight into the palace. I made sure he wouldn’t know I was following him. Nawe-werduhan some soldiers who were circling inside the palace when they saw me. I stared at them and mouthed 'Go back to your work!' Which they did immediately.

We reached the hallway near his room and I was about to approach him when he entered. I wondered if I would knock or not but decided not to. I just sighed and stared sadly at the door of his room.

"I'm sorry for hurting you Dwight," I whispered

With a broken shoulder, I went to my room to take off my clothes and take a shower. I decided to wear a gray emphire-waist dress and then cut my long hair. I lay down on the bed and tried to sleep but I remembered the blank expression on Dwight's face again.

Is he angry or jealous?

I’m thankful to Zairo that he made me understand what to do in my relationship with Dwight before it all caught up. Why did I forget he was a prince? That's enough again. He is good at fighting and he can take down costomo. I should've not underestimated him.

"I'll get him back tomorrow," I whispered

I lay down on my side and was forced to sleep. I'm slowly drifting to sleep when I felt something touch my bare arm. My eyes quickly opened and I rolled down on the bed. My lips parted when I saw a man in black and wearing a mask. His sword was buried in my bed so that if I hadn't avoided it, he would have ended up on me.

"How did you get into my room?" I shout

He did not answer and approached where I was. I quickly stood up and dodged his next attack then kicked him in the back with a strong reason so he crashed into the cabinet full of displayed fragile figurines. That made a noise as they crashed. I was a little disappointed when I remembered that I had cleaned my sword with the soldier earlier.

I opened the drawer to retrieve the gun that was hidden there when his sword struck my arm. I sat up while my arm was bleeding.

"Who sent you here?" My question was barely audible

But like before he did not answer. He was about to attack when I kicked his knee, causing him to be out of balance. I took the nearby vase and hit it on his head then ran out of the room.

"Soldiers !! You all wake up!" I desperately screamed hoping someone might hear me

"M-MILADY!"

I stopped walking and my eyes widened as I looked at Zairo with a wound on his side.

"W-what happened—"

I feel an excruciating pain behind my back and Zairo's desperate scream of my name was the only thing I can absorbed. I got on my knees and bit my lip to stop screaming because of the pain I was feeling.

He caught up with me!

A-the back!

"MILADY! NO! NO!" I heard Zairo shout as he stomped towards me

Even with so much pain and soreness in my back. I was even able to look at the masked man holding his sword and was about to be stabbed at me by someone who stopped him. The man expertly blocked the culprit's sword and attacked him consecutively before piercing the culprit's heart using his sword. The man's body collapsed as I lay weakly.

I heard fast and noisy soldiers approaching us and in a moment the surroundings lit up. Enabling me to see the man's face who save me. My eyes watered.

"L-Lady Blue ... P-please .... D-don't leave me," his face was pale

He carried me with care in his arms. I just leaned my head on his shoulder and when I felt the touch of his hand on my back. I cried in pain. He hold my hand with his trembling ones.

"Y-you're gonna be okay? You'll gonna be okay,"

"D-Dwight ....,"

To be continued...