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Chapter Thirty Six -A Trip of a Lifetime-

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Editing completed 9/7/2017

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Jean panted softly as he clutched a small piece of paper with Eren's familiar ocean logo stamped in the top right corner. Looks like I'm cancelling my trip to the medic's office... Jean stumbled into me, grazing my burn - which caught me off guard as we fell to the floor.

Sadly, and unluckily for me, Jean just happened to fall straight onto my burn, reopening the wound.

"Ah!"

I stifled a cry as Jean groaned loudly, clumsily rising to his feet with a snort of laughter.

"My bad, (Y/N). Here."

Jean extend out his hand as I quickly took ahold of his kind gesture. I stained his tan skin with fresh blood just a little.

"I'm sorry... how unprofessional of me."

Jean studied my saddened expression and glanced towards Levi who had been silently studying our interaction.

"I sense Eren has charged you more money for the stables?"

Jean muttered a quick apology and approached the Prince's table, placing the bill onto the glass for Petra and Prince Levi to examine. I glanced downwards at my now bleeding hand, deciding on ignoring the wound for the moment.

"Eight thousand gold already? Seems Eren's upped his prices quicker than I expected."

Jean lowered his head, sheepishly scratching the back of his neck. I know for a fact Jean hasn't got that sum of money.

"You don't have to keep paying... I'll give up on the land I signed for."

Prince Levi shook his head, glancing at the bill for a moment. In Eren's contract - you can't escape so easily... there must be a consequence if Prince Levi stops paying. I certainly don't wish to find out what that consequence might be.

"You can't get out that easily. You were an idiot to sign in the first place."

Jean seemed tense, loosening his tie with a frustrated sigh. Petra sat quietly, reading the bill and admiring the colours of Eren's ocean logo.

"I like to be independent. You of all people know this, Levi."

Prince Levi sighed and began to write some form of cheque. I walked to the Prince's side, standing quietly. Prince Levi has nice handwriting...

"Money isn't an issue."

Just how rich is the Prince? Surely he'll run out of coin eventually? The villagers pay tax but the Prince is considerate to the poor - so they don't pay much. Jean reluctantly accepted the cheque, bowing in greeting to Lady Ral.

"Sorry to trouble you, Petra."

Petra smiled gently, continuing to colour her roses, she then started work on an pear tree. She really is talented...

"No worries, Jean. Excitement is always welcome in the mornings."

I lowered my eyes to my bleeding burn, small droplets trickled down my fingers and stained the palace tiles below. How much blood must you lose in order to pass out? I can't remember...