Princess Amara

Chapter Ten

I have learned a lot in the past day. 

Things that my hundreds of tutors hadn't shared with me about the world, not that I had listened to any of them. 

But I'm pretty sure I would remember the new things I was learning, if they had taught them to me. 

For example, I can't escape for shit. And apparently, the 'womanly body' I was blessed with is not great for fighting off a huge man with decades of combat training. 

So I'm out of shape. 

Another is that Death Knights, especially their leader is an asshole. He only answers about 1 out of 15 questions I throw at him. He also decided for 'my own safety' I should be bound. 

So my fucking hands are tied together. 

And my favorite lesson out of all these new things I am learning is that, every fucking time I look at Kronos, I swear, he is getting more attractive. 

At first I just thought it was from all the face plants I took trying to escape. But after the fifth time of throwing myself off of his horse and him easily catching me and placing me back on, I realized he was getting more attractive. 

So I might try to sleep with him. 

Although, I wonder if you get snipped to be a Knight back in the day. In his time our world was little more than barbaric. 

They did all types of crazy shit to people, like royalty, but especially priest and priestess in order to keep them pure and clean. 

Thank goodness times have changed. 

The sun was currently hiding behind the tree line, about to set. The sky was splashed in yellows and reds as the sun began its final descend for the day. 

A whole day. 

I'd been away from the castle a whole day. 

I'm  never taking shit for granted ever again. 

Especially fucking carriages, because my thighs were thumping in pain. Sitting on this stupid horse and being confined to stare blankly at a sexy yet quiet man, who wouldn't so much as twitch his eyes to look down at me, was killing me. 

"So a Death Knight, huh?" I asked him. 

He didn't even look down. 

Sigh, "well that's cool. Death Knight has a fancy ring to it, a solid 'don't fuck with me' name, ya know?", still  nothing. "I'm not much a killer myself, I mean I've threaten to kill many people, and I've got a few attempts on my sheet, but nothing fully yet". 

Not even a flinch to show he heard me. 

"The closest, I think, would be when I was seven. I shoved Larris off the side of this cliff, then stepped on his fingers as he hung on for dear life. I was going through a Lion King phase, even said long live the king, but of course that devil worshipper was able to teleport himself back into the landing" I sighed reliving that hilarious memory. "Of course he told, had the shit beat out of me" I rolled my eyes, that had been a particularly nasty lashing. 

I barely noticed he went tense. 

"My punisher was a mean bitch, Ms. Harvish. Large woman, one eyebrow, teeth like rocks, and I swear she was on steroids, her arm was huge, which just made the beatings even worse, but I guess it was just practice" I shrug. 

I looked up at him, only to find him finally staring back at me. 

I must have said something interesting.