The Lady Gangster’s Mission For The Prince

As soon as they entered Dylan’s room, he was immediately put down on the bed and slowly raised his left leg. “I’ll leave you here for now. I just need to tell the king that the physician is here.” Prince Dylan just nodded, and General Agustin immediately left. The doctor and Adira were left with the prince.

While the doctor was examining Dylan’s foot, she sat in the chair on the side of the bed, which was a bit far. She just watched how Dylan hurt while the doctor tried to move his leg.

He turned to her and frowned because she smirked, so his eyes glared at her. She opened her mouth without making a sound, and what she said was, “Idiot.”

He even tilted his head and was probably trying to figure out what she was saying without a voice. She saw that the doctor was finishing what he was doing, so she stopped teasing Dylan. Thanks to her, she took his attention away from his painful foot.

Suddenly, the door opened, and General Agustin, King Stephen, and Prince Damon entered. I lost my attention on Dylan because of Prince Damon and the way his eyes looked around the room as if looking for something.

“If I figure it out, you are the culprit for sending a letter to King Stephen. It’s not just a hand wound that I’m going to make you suffer,” she whispered.

She still followed Prince Damon’s gaze because King Stephen was focused on Dylan. When he rolled his eyes, he looked at her and was slightly surprised, but it only took a few seconds for him to smile as if he hadn’t done an investigation inside the room.

Meanwhile, Prince Dylan looked at Prince Damon and followed where he was looking, and Prince Damon was looking at Adira with eyebrows raised. “Dylan, are you okay?” asked the king, but he kept his eyes on Adira. “Son, are you listening?” He turned to his father in shock.

“What is that, Father?”

“I said, are you okay?”

“I’m okay now, Father.”

“Then that’s good, but I think I’ll just send food here because they say you can’t move your left leg. It would be nice if Prince Damon and I could eat together with you, but there are many other opportunities.”

“I’m fine here, Father. You and Prince Damon can eat now.”

“Are you sure?”

He nodded and turned to the doctor. “Thank you very much, Doctor Martin.” The doctor just nodded and smiled slightly.

“Martin, join us; come.” In the end, the doctor agreed, so they went out, but Adira stayed in the room.

He turned to Adira. “You haven’t eaten yet?”

“No,” she answered.

“Why?”

She looked at him with one eyebrow raised. “I just want why?”

“You can go out and leave me here to eat. You often don’t eat on time just by watching over me.”

“It’s a good thing you know.”

He looked at her. “It came right out of your mouth that you didn’t eat at the right time because you agreed. Why are you looking like that now?” He just shook his head. He said it calmly, but she still had a lot of answers that were not funny.

We turned their attention to the door because someone suddenly spoke and a servant came in with food. She just put it down and bowed to show respect before leaving, but what surprised me was Adira standing up and approaching the small table where the food was placed.

“Can I taste your food?” she asked, which surprised me.

“I told you. You can go out to eat; why do you have to taste my food?”

Her face became serious. “I’ll just taste your food, even if it’s just a little bit. Why are you so angry?”

His eyes widened as he looked at the food and her. “I’m not complaining, I’m just saying that you can go out and eat!”

She was suddenly stunned for a second. “I don’t want to go out yet. I’m too lazy to walk, so I’ll just taste your food whether you want it or not.” He didn’t do anything. She took food with the spoon and fork that he was going to use, as well as the glass filled with water, which she also drank.

“Is it delicious?” he said sarcastically.

She nodded and put the spoon down. “It tastes the same when I eat. I thought yours was different than ours, so I’m curious. You can eat it now.”

He looked at his feet. “How can I get there if I can’t move?”

He alternated between looking at the food and her. “It’s your fault that you can’t move for two weeks,” she said while bringing the food on top of my bed.

“Why are you blaming me? I didn’t know that was going to happen to me.”

She sighed and said gently, “Go ahead and eat.” She turned her back on him and sat again on the sofa, far from his bed.

He took the spoon and stared at it. “Don’t look at that; it won’t automatically scoop up food and put that spoon in your mouth. And don’t even plan to change it just because I used it if you don’t want me to move your foot, and if you also think that there is probably saliva from my mouth, yes, there is, so don’t be picky. I’m human; I’m not a zombie who will infect you if you use that spoon,” she elaborated.

“What she said was so long, it’s like I just looked at the spoon and she said a lot,” he whispered and started eating.

While Dylan was eating, Adira was thinking about what Prince Damon had said about the archery tournament.

“If Dylan takes two weeks off, he’ll only have a few days left to practice holding a bow before the day comes for the archery tournament. What training should I give him to learn that in a short amount of time?” She was thinking carefully about what she should do as she massaged her forehead with her eyes closed.

Meanwhile, Prince Dylan had finished eating when he noticed Adira. He frowned and tried to peek where he could see her face, but Adira’s hand covered it so he couldn’t see it. He also noticed that Adira was massaging her forehead.

“Does she have a headache?” he whispered.

The prince was surprised when Adira lowered her hand and looked at him with a glare. “Why do you look at me like that?”

Her eyes narrowed as she looked at him. “Because I have a problem, and you are the reason.”

The prince looked at me, confused. “Why me again?”

She gasped for air. “How can you train if you’re locked in your room for two weeks? If you hadn’t practiced alone, you wouldn’t have sprained.”

She saw how the emotion on Dylan’s face changed. “Because I want to prove something.”

“What?” she confusedly said.

“I know I’m weak, especially in fighting, so I practiced alone and used what you taught me before I left the palace. I have to admit, I’m useless at handling weapons, and I’m my father’s only child, so I need to know everything.”

She folded her arms and seriously answered what he was saying. “You don’t have to prove yourself if you know you can’t do it yet. You can be ruined if you always think you have to learn right away because you’re embarrassing.”

“It’s been a few years. Adira, the other prince, just made fun of me because I’m so weak to everyone.” He looked up and remembered the past.

The archery tournament of the princes with the bow and arrow is starting again. While everyone was getting ready, Prince Dylan was on one side and watching the surroundings because the other princes, especially Prince Damon, were not his friends.

Prince Damon approached him. “Maybe you already know how to use a bow; otherwise, why are you still here if you won’t even get any reward because you are just a weak prince in our country.” He grinned before he left.

Prince Dylan’s tears were forming in the corner of his eyes, but he tried not to increase them because he knew that when the tears fell on his cheeks, he was the one diverting the attention of others, and he didn’t want that. Shame on Stalwart Castle and his father, King Stephen, for his son’s cowardice and weakness in front of everyone.

The game begins. All the princes who were there had their reward, except for Prince Dylan.

He didn’t even bury the arrow in the target, which was a round piece of wood.

Since then, the other princes have laughed at him, especially Prince Damon. He has not been an ally or a friend to even one of the princes, so Prince Dylan is slowly discouraged every time the month comes when the princes meet for a contest.

Adira noticed that the prince was stunned and that there was a glint in his eyes. “Dear prince!” she said with strength.

He was surprised, but she noticed that he wiped the corner of his eye. “Sorry, I just remembered something.” “What do you remember?”

He stopped and looked at her with a smile on his face that she knew wasn’t real. “How the other princes laughed at me because I didn’t know what to do.”

She stared into his eyes because it was obvious that he was trying not to cry. After all, the veins in his eyes were red. “How come you’re still affected?”

He looked at her evilly, but tears fell from his eyes. “That’s a shame for our palace, Adira. I’m a lone prince, but I’m not like other princes in our country who are strong, can use all weapons, and above all, are brave, unlike me, who is weak. “He looked away from her and wiped the tears from his cheeks. “If possible, I won’t attend, but it’s even more embarrassing if the prince of Stalwart Castle can’t appear because he’s afraid of being laughed at again.”

She folded her arms. “Do you know why you became weak?” He looked at her but just stared. “You embrace what you hear, see, and have done to you.”

He frowned at what she said. “What do you want to convey?”

“You let them do those things to you. It’s also your fault that you became like that. ”

He got bored and suddenly moved his foot. “See, I told you it was your fault.” She grinned, but suddenly it disappeared. “You didn’t turn what they were telling you into a weapon, but you let all of that hit you, so you’re full of wounds now. It’s not because you feel that you won’t get up or that you’ll just wait for someone to help you. Learn to endure, but that doesn’t mean you’re old or weak. What you should have done is pretend in front of people that you are weak on the outside and turn into a monster when your true personality comes out. ”

“I do not understand,” he asked, confused.

She closed her eyes. “Be a tree. “Even if you are hurt and shed a resin, it will still stand and grow leaves.”

He scratched his head. “Why the depth of what you say? It’s hard to understand. ”

She looked at him angrily. “Tsk, that’s why you are called weak because even your brain isn’t working anymore!”

“What did you say?” He didn’t know he had a lame foot, so he acted normally and planned to stand up. “Ahhh…” he shouted. She winced at the force, but she was shocked when the door suddenly opened.

It’s General Agustin entering. “What’s going on here?” he asked in confusion.

“I think the prince forgot that he had a lame foot, so he acted normal, so he shouted because he accidentally moved his leg.”

The general exhaled and calmed down. “I just wonder what happened here.”

“Don’t worry, general. I’m here, so the prince will be okay. ”

“I was just shocked while walking out of the room, so I immediately went in.”

She looked at Dylan. “The prince just lacks attention, but he’s okay.”

The prince just bit his lip when he couldn’t say anything bad to Adira anymore. “Then I’ll go out.” She just nodded, and General Agustin finally got out.

“They say don’t move your leg, but it seems like you want your foot to get worse because you’ve overcome the worm.” She stood up and stretched. “I’ll leave you here for now. Don’t miss me too much because I have something to do.”

Prince Dylan was whispering, “This young lady has courage.”

“Did you say something?” She asked while he was next to the prince’s bed, so he was surprised and just held his chest and didn’t move his leg.

“How strong is your hearing?”

“That’s instinct because I know you want to say something, but you want to be the only one to hear it because it’s not a good word to come out of your mouth.”

He was angry and pushed her back. She was next to his bed, but our bodies were facing the same direction. “Go away! My head is getting hotter because of you, and I’m moving my legs a lot!”

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Adira started walking towards the door, but she stopped while holding the door lock.

“Don’t think about the past and remember it, dear prince, because I will make that memory happy if you can participate in the tournament again next month.” She opened the door completely and left.

Prince Dylan kept looking at the door, and he repeated in his mind what Adira said. “Thank you so much in advance-if you can do that.” He slowly laid down and closed his eyes.