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Chapter 19: Rheton

Rheton had accidentally gotten into a fight with the prince.

The prince had already attacked Reylyn, and Rheton's instinct was to attack.

He lunged for the prince, and ended up cutting his left cheek, now he had two cuts across his cocky face.

"What is it with these kids tempers!" the guard cried, he tried reaching for Reylyn's gladius, but she was quicker. She dodged it up.

"I'm a kid of the agaiator.," she smirked at the guard and slid underneath his legs, grabbing his leg and tackling to the ground.

The guard scowled and reached for his own dagger. To Rheton's amusement, he didn't have anything. But the prince was armed.

The prince's brows furrowed when he saw his guard down and injured.

Reylyn quickly recovered from the tackle. She turned towards the prince with a sorrowful look on her face.

"Now," the prince began. "You listen up to me,"

Rheton was tempted to fall for it, but he knew the prince better than that.

"Nice try," she sneered. "I know princes,"

The prince raised his eyebrow. "You do?"

Reylyn turned to Rheton and gave him a look like "this guy's giving me bad vibes,"

"Conboy," he mouthed to her.

"You're not a prince," Reylyn lifted her chin up slightly. "Your pretending to be him for fame, to make the prince look bad,"

The prince scoffed. "You think I'm acting like the prince? I am the prince,"

Rheton studied him. His eye color was a twinge off, and the prince's hair was curly.

The guard took the 'prince'''s arms again, and led him out of the room.

Both him and Reylyn were pretty beat up from the prince, but nothing too bad. Reylyn was covered in blood and sweat, but she was still ready to fight. She had a fierce gaze in her eyes.

Rheton looked at her and sighed. "We need to go get cleaned up,"

She nodded. They both went through the doorknob and shook it, but it was locked.

Rheton clicked his tongue nervously. "Was it locked before?"

Reylyn shook her head no. "It was unlocked when the 'prince left," she made sure the 'prince' word was infused.

"Good thing I have a thing for lock picking," she suddenly pulled out a hair tie out of her pocket and pulled up her hair. "Your dagger, please,"

Rheton clicked his tongue again reluctantly but passed it to her.

She began manipulating the dagger into a key, and she inserted it into the lock. To Rheton's surprise, it opened.

To Rheton's horror, there were more guards surrounding the door, they looked like they were in someone's control. They had a protective stance on.

Rheton looked at her and she smirked.

"Ready?" she asked and she closed her eyes.

He smirked. "Ready as I'll ever be,"

The guards kept repeating the same phrase over and over again, 'Keep the kids in the room! Danger seeks within them,"

Almost like their minds were working together, Reylyn's palm turned into a plaze of flames. Rheton's palm was now tied between a vine.

Rheton kneeled down and put the vine in the cracks of the ground. They immediately began surrounding the wall.

The guards snapped out of their trance as they caught sight of the vines circling them, close to trapping them.

They began cutting the vines down, but they just tightened.

"Let us go," Reylyn warned from behind him. She still had her palm full of fire.

The guards eyes widened in horror when they saw the blaze of fire.

"I-I-Are those the kids the prince warned us about?" one of the guards asked the other scaredly

"I hope not! These kids are horrifying!" The second guard backed away from him and Reylyn, but he accidentally slammed into the thorn vines. He cursed underneath his breath. .

Reylyn impulsively set the vines on fire. The whole cave lit up in flames.

"Oh no," the guard froze in horror.

"Are you sure you know how to do this?" he asked Reylyn.

She nodded slightly. "Haven't used them this much, but I think I can manage,"

Rheton's eyes widened. What if he died by his friend's powers?

The guards charged through the flames to them, but Reylyn made the flames only surround them, so they were protected. Rheton followed her example with his vines.

The guards scowled.

Rheton could feel his energy draining, they had to get out of here fast. He looked over to Reylyn, and she looked just as worn out as he did.

"I'll make a deal with you two," one of the guards began. "If you stay till the ball, we will let you be free,"

Reylyn regarded him suspiciously. "That's a trap, I know it is,"

"No thanks," Rheton replied.

Reylyn made a trail of fire to the cave entrance. She was breathing heavily.

They booked it to the entrance together, both leaning on each other for support.

They had almost made it to the entrance of the cave, but Reylyn's line of fire gave out. She cursed underneath her breath

"That thing was supposed to last longer than it was," she attempted to make another one, but it was just a weak flame. She scowled again.

The guards grinned wickedly behind them. One of them cleared his throat.

"You guys are going to the ball whether you like it or not," he sneered as he snapped his fingers.

Rheton froze. He could feel himself being dragged to the guard.

The other guards put him and Reylyn in a headlock.