Chapter 16 - Royal Encounter

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Kumo & Itia POV:

The guards surrounded the young prince.

"Owowowow..!" - Said the young prince.

"Young mistress, you ok?" - With Kumo getting up in his chair and picking her up.

"You idiot! Of course I'm fine!" - She angrily says.

She looks at her bottom and saw a lot of dust, she has to clean one of her favorite dresses all out in public. Which makes her mad.

After clearing the dust. "But more importantly..." - She looked at the young prince.

The prince is being surrounded by his guards as he regains composure.

*Sigh! - Said Kumo.

Kumo, being a nice guy and all that, decided to go and help out the prince.

But he met with much resistance. "Stay away from his Royal Highness!" - Said the guards, with them readying their weapons to point at Kumo.

Just as the guards take a good look at him, they were shock by Kumo. Specifically, his hair.

"Y-you have yellow hair..." - The guards hesitantly said.

[What is this man talking about? Well... Whatever.] - He ignored that comment and moved on.

Kumo remained his calm self and holded up his hands. "We don't have any intention to harm his Royal Highness."

"Shut yer-!!" - Just as he was about to say something. "He's right, we have only accidentally cross paths, they don't mean any harm." - The one who interrupted them is the prince, who regained he's composure back.

"But!" - The guard tried to talk back.

"It's okay." - The prince replied.

The guards lowered their weapons and returned to the background.

Now, with everything calm again. They tried to introduced themselves, without any weapons this time.

Now, with the guards standing neatly beside the prince, the Prince introduces himself to the both of them.

Now that he's in front of Kumo and Itia. Both of them can have a thorough look at him. The prince is quite the shortie. He's blond, has a big, round hair reaching his shoulders, with bangs covering his eyes. He's face, what Itia and Kumo can tell is quite small, with pure white skin, which tells that he's an indoors-type of person.

With his clothes. He has a navy blue, robe-like outfit with a simple and minimal design unlike the others. With only gold frills on his shoulders and gold on the clothing lines. With a large arm hole for his arms to peek out. The only thing to know that makes him a royal is the family crest on his chest and a silver leaf crown on his head.

"Sorry for the sudden violence, my guards have been very rude to you. As would you know by now, I'm a prince. My name is-" - Just as he was about to say something.

"Prince Gérmann! What in the blazes are you doing here!" - A mustache man appears.

"Sir Norkîn! Uhm, uh..." - The prince is silent.

The man he's nervous of is a mustache wearing man with simple clothes.

And the guards beside him doesn't intervene or tell the man off.

[The guards can let him off scott free but not us!] - Itia angirily thought.

"I told you not to run off on your own!" - He angrily shouted.

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