‘Ah, what perfect trap it is.’
The princess expressed in her head. She pressed herself as much as she could against the edge of the seat, as much as she could away from the King.
She stayed silent but tensed, her arm crossed, her chin still raised. She made quite an effort to divert her attention to the darkened scenery outside, still stubbornly acting as if she didn’t have a companion inside the carriage, but the King’s steady gaze made her feel more conscious and uneasy.
Ruen was already fuming inside, but he wanted to control his temper. Anyhow, deep inside, he was pleased that she was finally with him, safe, protected, and within his reach.
They had covered over twenty minutes of travel, but not even one word was released by her. Lianne indeed was trying to evade any conversation with him and she was not even giving him at least a single glance, but Ruen cared less of it.
“Why? Why didn’t you tell me the truth?” was the first thing that popped out of Lianne’s head.It had always been the question she wanted answered the moment she found out his secret.Her tears continued to stream down her face. Both of her hands balled up tightly as she banged the portal, trying to vent her frustration on the inanimate object instead of the man who was standing behind the door.Though her voice was muffled, Ruen could clearly hear the words she spat on the other side due to the intricately carved holes of the mahogany door.“Please calm down, Lianne,” he requested, genuine concern roped his voice.The latter unfortunately couldn’t calm down. Flashes of the past and the present clashed; each one like a piece of a difficult puzzle ready to be completed. Her sufferings, the smiles and tears, the hatred, the longing, and her
“You look pissed.”The hooded man expressed as he stood in the partially opened door of the stable. Half of his body was hidden under the shadows, half was seen under the moonlight. Cain was hastily walking towards the door of the stable that he didn’t notice the man already waiting for him.“You. Why are you here?” Cain asked dryly. His brows arched and his face cringed at the sight of the unwanted visitor.“I thought as much that you would come here sooner or later considering Princess Lianne’s recent leave,” was the man’s cold reply, as cold as the night air around them. A sardonic smile surfaced from his visage knowing full well Cain was in a hurry.The general lightly budged the portal to open and stepped foot inside. “I don’t have the time to talk to you right now priest, so if you could do so, please be fast.” 
“This hat would make a good choice if you want to protect yourself from the heat of the sun, my dear.”Lady Faye stated matter-of-a-factly as she raised the wide-brimmed yellow hat up with her right hand.It was early eight in the morning and both Erza and Lady Faye were helping Lianne prepare for her much anticipated first-time excursion.Lianne was sitting at a stool cushion in front of her vanity mirror while Erza was finishing a clean sideways hairdo. She was wearing a flesh-colored cocktail dress, the cloth of chiffon type. The length was just below the knee and it had an elegant beaded artwork around the waistline. She paired it with a beige sandal, a simple gemstone bracelet, and stud earrings. Overall, this was an ensemble just right for the occasion.“Ah, thank you, Lady Faye,” Lianne answered and accepted the hat from the governess.“Oh! Ho
It was late afternoon when Lianne and Ruen went out of his private cabin. When they ascended to the main deck, they saw Captain Marxe already holding two green 12-inch long candles with intricately-carved flower petals on it.“Your Majesty, you wouldn’t want to miss the festivities,” the captain proclaimed, his eyes beaming with excitement.Ruen, who was now wearing a black overcoat, accepted the candles and then slid them under his coat into a wide pocket. “Thank you, Captain,” he said.Lianne gave both of them a puzzling look. “What are the candles for?” She directed her question to the King, but he only gave her a smile.“Let’s go, Lianne. It’s almost time,” Ruen stated as he offered his hand to her, acting secretive.“Start what?” Lianne asked, but was then left in awe when she saw, from the deck, t
When Ruen glanced at Lianne while he was at the bakery shop, he saw her enjoying the lion float that was passing by. He noticed the commotion as the float arrived and saw that the platform flooded immediately with spectators because of it. He saw the little boy sitting highly at the top of his father’s shoulder; however, because of it, he wasn’t able to discern the face of the man that situated himself right at Lianne’s back.After he bought three chocolate muffins though and walked back towards the platform, he noticed her acting rather unusually. The expression on her face became tense and troubled. By the time he realized something wasn’t right, he already saw her being hauled out of the railing by the unknown man.Their eyes met and the alarm in her eyes was enough to instantly tell him she was in danger. He dropped the box of muffins into the ground and immediately took off to the platform like a madman on a ramp
Cain noticed her apparent distress and made a comment in a rather blunt manner, “You know I mean you no harm. Why do you look so stiff, Lianne?”Lianne shifted an inch away from him as he sat down on the bed beside her. He tried to hold her right hand, but she immediately pulled it out of his reach. He noticed she had come to be more averse with his touch ever since he had expressed his feelings to her and this didn’t sit on him well.“Cain, I might have misjudged you, but I truly don’t understand you. You have changed so much,” Lianne expressed, her heart feeling like it was being pulled apart. She remembered the innocent friendship they had together when they were younger. Those were precious memories in her heart, but right now, those memories were almost fading away.“I haven’t changed one bit, Lianne. I just showed you the real me. This is the truth,” Cain replie
Lianne was standing at the upper deck of the boat when they reached the port of Olga. She was wearing a new dress; a peach-colored off-shoulder peasant dress provided by the captain, all thanks to his many exploits.It was past six in the evening when they arrived and what greeted Lianne when she first laid eyes on the port town was a harrowing sight. There were many buildings that were destroyed. Houses were without roofs, a bridge toward the town square was collapsed, and many beggars were on the streets. It wasn’t what Lianne had expected it to be.Nothing at all.Cain came to stand beside her as she felt aghast by the sight.“Lianne, welcome to the City of Olga,” he said plainly. There was no hint of sympathy in his voice like he was already accustomed to the unwelcoming sight. But of course, this was the place where his father died, and the mission that Garlow had given.
Father Oveido moved closer to her, his gait uneven without the aid of his staff. Lianne felt hopeless with what was now an imminent threat, but she knew she wasn’t powerless. She had to fight for her freedom, and fight she will.She kicked her feet hard when the priest stood a couple of inches from her. She was able to hit his left knee, instantly sending a jolt of pain all over his leg. He winced in the pain but he smiled briefly and said, “You think this would deter me from doing what I must do? Struggle as much as you want, princess.”“You stay away from me!” she threatened, gnashing her teeth in anger.“I don’t think that will happen, ” he answered and then went behind the sofa.This time, Lianne wasn’t able to anticipate or even see what he was about to do next, but it was certainly clearer when she noticed the blade of the dagger drawn close