It felt like I've been doing this for ages but it felt really good and when I felt satisfied enough, I finally opened my eyes to see Derrick still being there looking at me.
Me: What now little duke?
Derrick: Since when?
Me: Since when what?
Derrick: Never mind.
Since I still had his sword with me, I went over to give it back to him and threw the other one to the ground and started to leave. However there was one thing I just had to say since Derrick seemed a bit out of it.
Me: You should get your shoulder treated and never come inbetween my sword. Next time it will be not only your shoulder.
Derrick: .....
It felt soo good stabbing this person and that impression on his face.. Ufffff! That was soo worth it. No matter what kind of punishment I would get, this was soo definitely worth it. I felt not only refreshed but actually soo much better. Too bad that this was just for a short while because of course the moment we both got inside the house, people started talking and our dear father called us both in.
Duke: Someone explain to me what happened and why the captain of the guards just came in rushing into my office.
Me: ....
Derrick: It was all my fault.
Oh would you look at this bitch!
Now he is backing me up... now that I had beaten his beautiful ass huh.
Me: That is not true.
Derrick: Penelope.
Me: I stabbed him with a sword and threatened some guards as well.
Duke: You stabbed Derrick with a sword?
He looked as if I had just done the impossible but the thing was not that impossible. Why was someone thinking that it was not possible for me to do that? I could proof it any time and the more I was sitting here the more frustrating I got.
Me: Yes.
Duke: Is that true, Derrick?
Derrick: Yes.
Duke: But... how?
Me: Is that important? I just did and why are you not asking why? Why are you two thinking that I am doing for my own selfish reasons or for no reason at all?
Derrick: She beat me in a swordsfight fair and square. Accidents happen.
Duke: ..... What?
Me: ...
Derrick: It was my fault for getting stabbed since I had underestimated her strength.
Underestimated?
I inhalited you back then!
You couldn't even attack a single time!
Plus I was also sparing you back then as well.
I was sitting there letting Derrick explain everything and it looked as if he was embarrassed to actually admit what just happened. He was afterall on another level than where I was and he couldn't compare his skills to mine at all.
Duke: I see.... then explain to me how this all happened in the first place. Why were you two fighting at all.
Derrick: There was a dispute with a guard.
Duke: A dispute? What kind of dispute.
Derrick: I... I don't know. I was called because Penelope had raised a guards sword against a guard.
Duke: Penelope, explain.
Me: Would you two even believe me if I would say that I was just defending myself?
Duke: ....
Derrick: ....
Me: Thought so then consider this conversation done.
I didn't wait for either of them to call me or say another word. I had enough of this nonesense. No one ever cared about Penelope and I was done with putting everything away. I had really enough of bowing to other peoples wills never staying true to myself. I admit, this time it was my fault for being this agressive but the reason why I acted this way was not because I was bored or any other ridiculous thing at all.
Once I got out of the room, I ran straight into my other brother right at the moment when I got out of the room at the door. I bumped at the man that I had wanted to avoid as well but I not only bumped into him, I started to fall and no one was there to catch me as I hit the ground looking up at my other brother glaring at him.
Me: Eardropping is a bad habbit.
Reynold: As if someone like you has the right to scold me!
Derrick: Reynold!
Reynold: She pointed a sword at you brother!
Me: And beat his ass up as well.
Now this was definitely no way for a young lady like myself to speak but I didn't care about that at all. However that seemed to have made them all shut up and let me actually stand up and then leave the room on my own. This conversation was just done here!
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