The Greatest Villainess (Completed)

Chapter 5

In the early hours of the morning, Edward and I found ourselves locked in a physical combat within the confines of an abandoned room. The dim light barely touched the corners, casting long shadows as we moved. This secluded place was perfect for our purpose, where our actions could remain hidden from prying eyes. I needed to keep this a secret, and I trusted Edward implicitly. Although he was loyal to His Majesty, I believed he was also capable of keeping my confidence.

"Your Majesty, pardon me for interfering, but why do you need to keep this a secret, especially from His Majesty?" Edward asked, his breath coming in short gasps. His eyes were sharp, filled with curiosity and concern. I couldn't help but smirk as I reached for the two swords resting on the table.

"Let's just say this is for my own protection," I replied, my tone nonchalant as I tossed one of the swords toward him. Edward’s reflexes were impressive, he caught it with a swift, fluid motion. "The future is unpredictable, Edward. Who knows? My life could be in danger soon."

Without further warning, I swung my sword toward him with a speed that tested his reflexes. His reaction was almost instantaneous, his sword met mine with a metallic clash, deflecting my strike.

A subtle smile tugged at my lips as I launched into a more aggressive assault, my movements a blur of speed and strength. I could see the strain in his eyes as he struggled to keep up, his steps retreating under the pressure of my relentless attack. Sensing an opportunity, I twirled my body gracefully, my sword carving a sharp arc through the air. The blade stopped just shy of his throat, hovering barely an inch away.

"You are fast, Your Majesty," Edward remarked, admiration lacing his voice. But then, with a sudden shift, I felt the cold steel of his blade pressing lightly against my side. "But always be cautious with your moves, Your Majesty," he added, his voice calm and steady.

I smirked once more, the thrill of the duel coursing through me. I had chosen wisely in selecting Edward as my mentor, his skill was undeniable.

Lowering my sword, I stepped back, creating some distance between us. I took a deep breath, steadying myself as I prepared for the next round. My right foot slid back, my left knee bent slightly, and with my right hand raised high, I pointed my sword directly at him with unwavering determination. Edward mirrored my stance, his eyes locked onto mine as he readied himself.

"Attack me first," I commanded, my voice firm. Without a moment's hesitation, Edward lunged forward, his blade slicing through the air with precision.

For nearly two hours, we sparred, our movements fluid and unrelenting. Each clash of our swords echoed through the empty room, a testament to our skill and endurance. But eventually, fatigue began to seep into my muscles, and I knew it was time to stop.

Breathing heavily, I lowered my sword and stepped back, my body drained from the intense exertion. It was time to rest, to gather my strength for the challenges that lay ahead.

Nauna akong lumabas mula sa silid at nadatnan ko si Sarah na matiyagang naghihintay, "Your Majesty!" she exclaimed, quickly bowing her head in a show of respect before lifting her gaze to meet mine. Her eyes were filled with concern as she noticed the sweat glistening on my brow. "Your Majesty, hayaan mo akong punasan ang inyong mga pawis," she insisted, her voice soft but earnest.

I shook my head, dismissing her offer with a gentle wave of my hand. "No, just hand me the towel," I objected firmly. Though eager to help, she obediently complied, passing me the towel without further protest.