On a Journey To Find Love. [Zarry]

Chapter 61

Harry looked around as he stood in the middle of the fighting pit. He had won, and now the crowd stood up and chanted his name. He had a strange feeling of accomplishment despite already knowing that he would win. 

When he turned to King Rufus, he forced a smile on his face. Harry knew he was not happy. Defeating his most skilled swordsman meant shaming him as well. He was displeased. 

Harry wondered if he would take that anger out on him or be careful to not start a war with his father. Only time would tell. 

Giving back the weapons, Harry's guards came to escort him out of the pit. "I am so proud of you, Your Highness," Oliver said on their way out. 

Callum nodded in agreement. 

"Yes. You did well." Zarin added. 

"Thank you," Harry replied 

It felt odd to see him dressed as a guard. Harry was used to seeing him dressed nicely. 

Suddenly Zarin frowned as he looked behind him. Harry turned around and found heavily armed guards approaching them. He immediately knew what was going on. 

"Don't protest" Harry whispered to his guards. "Just follow them."

Zarin looked at him confused as the guards neared. "Prince Harry. Cheating by poising your opponent is a crime and you shall be punished accordingly." 

"Who said he cheated? When did he cheat?" Zarin asked, protesting as the guards grabbed their arms. 

"Zarin, do as I said.," Harry ordered. 

His eyes blazed with anger, but he let them drag him away together with Oliver and Callum. The guards didn't touch Harry, only motioned for him to follow them. Harry followed obediently, and they threw them inside a cell. 

Two of the guards pulled their dagger and stabbed Oliver, Callum, and Zarin in one thigh. Harry was shocked, but Zarin was quick to react. He got angry and was about to attack the guards when Harry stopped him. 

"What are you doing?!" Harry asked curiously, turning to the guards. 

"Just following orders, so you can't escape." He explained. Then he walked out of the cell and locked them in. 

Zarin looked at Harry, baffled. "Why are we letting them lock us in? I could just kill him." He said. 

"Be calm and sit down," Harry told. 

Harry turned to Oliver and Callum. "I am sorry." He said. 

"Don't be. We have been through worse." Oliver smiled as he held his bleeding thigh.

Harry took off his armor and ripped a piece of cloth from his shirt. Then he went to Oliver and wrapped it around his wound. 

Callum has already taken care of himself and Zarin would heal soon. Sitting on the dirty ground like everyone else, he leaned against the wall, Zarin who was sitting across from him staring at him with a frown.

Harry was about to explain himself when Callum spoke. "Your Highness, it seems like you expected this to happen." 

"I did." Harry knew that King Rufus would either be clever and not cause a problem or be rash and anger his father. He expected the latter.