ROYALTY

Chapter 41

"The role to physical strength is not to kill you, even though being smart is one of the characteristics a future queen should have. Physical strength should be one of the attributes. You must know how to possess a weapon, be it a dagger or an arrow, or even a butter knife."  She walked in all her glory of being a princess, seemingly untouchable by the world. :If the kingdom was under attack, and you had an option, to either save the king of save the first son. Who would you save?"  She looked each one of us in tow. She was shooting daggers and glares at anyone that said the wrong thing.

"The King's life is more important." One said and the rest agreed, I rolled my eyes, "Do you have a different answer your grace?" She was looking at me.

"Yes of course, I would save the first son," she laughed, "With the kingdom under attack, an infant cannot rule a kingdom."

" And neither can a queen!" I spat. "We all want a leader that is willing to do the right things and not bend the rule to her bidding."

" But I hear bending the rule and unyielding servants to your bidding can be quiet promising." She stroked her chin. "By putting fear and killing them?" I asked. :You never know how much obedience one can get from scared people, they become puppets in your hands. You play and use them as you please."

"And that is why we need a king not a queen." I said it ever so slowly, and I could have sworn I saw hurt in her eyes. "As much as you all are right, the king is important, but saving his first child would be the best option. But again, you cannot save the infant if you cannot save or even defend yourself."

She walked till she stood beside an open chest. "Each of you will pick a weapon, any of your choice and I would see how you can handle it. This is not a competition but a test." I was still shooting daggers at her. I had barely had enough time to warn Trenton about her behaviour this morning and the previous day, I made it my mission to make sure I spoke with him.

"Oh please, if you are trying to look scary with your gaze it is not working." She threw me a bow and arrow, which I caught easily. "You are coming with me, I would like to see just how pathetic daddy's little girl is."

I squeezed so hard on the arrow that I heard a crunch. "That will not work either, hurry up will you, I am as eager to get rid of your face as you are as eager to get rid of mine." She stood beside me. "That is your target, take your aim."

I had three arrows with me, I had seen my cousins do it. I could do it. I bit my lips  in between my teeth and held the first arrow. I pulled back then the princess pushed me to the ground. "Lacks stamina. Get up and try again."

I picked up another arrow and spread my legs to get enough balance as my day dress could allow. I pulled back on the string and as I was about to let go the princess pushed my hand, the arrow went flying and struck itself in the mud alongside a ladies dress, the look she gave me was very inappropriate.

"That is not fair, you hit me twice."
" That is because you kept on thinking about your whoring ways with my brother." She said it with enough chill in her voice, lucky for me there was no one else around us to over here us. "I am not a whore, call me one that  again and I will have your head off." She picked up a bow and arrow and took aim, the arrow went through the mark and landed on a nearby tree almost taking a guard's head off in the process.

"Threatening a princess are we now, whore ? Please do hurry up your making me sleepy." I took aim even without looking and released the arrow. "I am not a whore." I said it with enough venom in my voice, but she was not looking at me but at the target.

"The only thing I would have to do is get you worked up then you would be able to make good use with your hands." I looked at the target and realised the arrow had struck the middle, she walked off without giving me a second glance.

Gianna was by my side. "She is a tough case this morning. She is the ice princess yes, by now she is the ice queen, killing everyone with her icy glares." I sat down on the short grass biting into an apple, "More of like the devil." I murmured. "What did you say?" Gianna asked, she was to busy trying to hold her weapon than to pay attention to me. "Nothing, why did you chose that ?" I asked her, she sat down ungracefully, and held the weapon in her hands.

"I do not know, from afar it looks terrifying but from up close it looks quite interesting." It still had dry blood on one of its knifes. "They are called hooks. It is a spear with hooks, with one stab in and the person is dead, if lucky alive. Though you cannot pull it back out but you have to push it out through the other direction to get it out." I shivered.

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