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Chapter Thirty -Archer at the Ready-

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Editing completed 6/7/2017

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The Prince pulled away with a soft exhale, brushing his thumb under my wet bottom lip. Another kiss? Prince Levi leant closer, almost touching me and whispered:

"Leave my presence~"

I lowered my head with a small, very flustered whimper. Did I expect him to kiss me again? I pulled away, swiftly turning my back on my future king. I expected more... but did I want more?

"When I request you, I expect you to follow my orders. Are you even listening to me, dumb brat?"

I nodded my head, placing my hand onto the golden swan door handle. Such an elegant bird... I'm spacing out... is this from Prince Levi's gentle kiss?

"Yes sir."

Prince Levi clicked his tongue as I leant into a deep, respectful bow. I truly wish to keep the Prince safe... I don't want him injured.

"Rest well."

"I plan on doing that."

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"Posters outside the palace? Held up by arrows?"

I flinched upon overhearing several guards discuss a troubling matter just a little south of the palace. Maybe I should check it out? Posters... could they be the images of me and Reiner? My village accused 'Chi's strength' of starting the evil fire and eliminating Marco.

"A drawing eerily similar to the female foreigner is on all of the posters. I'll inform the Prince..."

I need to hurry before Prince Levi requests my presence inside his chambers... I quickened my pace, desperate to catch a glimpse of my corrupted memories from almost a lifetime ago. Posters... I'm sorry Marco. The fire claimed your precious life... you were a beloved friend to me and Reiner.

I reached a small wooden door, hastily pushing my shoulder against the side and breaking the lock. A satisfying crunch... I definitely broke the keyhole...

I forcefully rammed my shoulder against the door once again, the hinges creaking and eventually giving in to my strength. I'm outside... is that the Great Wall?

A large, towering concrete wall stood protecting the palace from enemies and potential raids. Several arrows lay embedded into the concrete, keeping tarnished, very old posters in place. I slowly approached a brown, almost burnt paper.

Reiner and (Y/N) '????' Wanted for the murder of Marco Bolt.

Such a hurtful accusation; the people of Chi were confused and devastated by the fire so they blamed anyone in order to ease their pain. Reiner and I received all of the villagers berating words and tormenting punishments.

I closed my eyes in order to prevent myself from reading any further, instead studying the smiling photo of 'Chi's strength.' Me, Reiner and Marco all holding hands, looking rather untidy... we trained for six hours that day.

A low whistle distracted my happy reflections of the past as a large chunk of concrete shattered just centimetres from my head. An attack?!