Crowned Compass ✓

𝑪𝒉𝒂𝒑𝒕𝒆𝒓 39

"I'll never join you."

"You say that now, but you'll come crying to me soon enough." Vio stood and bowed at my turned back. "Time is ticking, princess. Waste none."

I looked back to see he had disappeared.

The next morning, I sat up from my pallet freshly awake. I hadn't slept at all.

I sighed and went outside after getting dressed, immediately jumping back when two men raced past my tent on horses.

"Sorry princess!" one of them called back to me.

I only looked at them, and thought to take a walk until a group blocked my path.

"Excuse me..." I mumbled, looking down at my feet as I thought about the man who was second to my father. 

"The captain is alive!"

I rose my head immediately and started to push through the crowd, only to see he was indeed here.

Tears rolled down my cheeks when I saw Oridan hunched over on his horse. Lionis was walking beside him.

Was he the reason my uncle was alive?

Oridan tipped over on the horse and fell to the ground.

I rushed to him immediately before the medics could, "U-uncle..."

"I ought to spank the living daylights out of you little girl for the stunt you pulled," he spat and helped himself up on his limping leg.

I held in a laugh. Guess he's back to being an ass, I thought. In all truthfulness, I liked him better this way. It was his nature.

Lionis kept looking at me. His eyes rarely blinked.

I could tell he had a staring problem.

The medics took my uncle and I looked down at Lionis, "You saved him, didn't you?"

He said nothing, but that blush just above his mask said otherwise.

I cried and hugged him around his neck, "Thank you. I needed him more than you could ever know."

He turned red and backed away, "Don't touch me. You'll get snot on my shoulder."

I wiped my tears quickly, "Sorry."

He turned around and walked away, folding his arms behind his head as usual, "Yeah, whatever."

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I smelled. Badly.

After the incident last night, I was so occupied on my worries that I hadn't thought to clean up one bit.

I grabbed my spare clothes and walked into my uncle's tent, "Where's th-"

I stopped when I saw my uncle doing reps on the pull-up bar while being tended to.

One of the medics were trying to keep him still, "Captain we need you to stop moving so we can stitch this wound!"

He grunted, "War waits for no one."

I shook y head and he looked over to me, "What do you want niece?"

"Something called soap."

"Aw, does the princess want a bath bomb too with her precious rose petals?"

"I just want soap old man!"

He let go of the bar, dropping to his feet when the medics finished wrapping gauze around his abdomen, "There is none."