The Royal Engagement

Chapter 10

A/N: Hello! Yes, it's me again, and I'm not dead! So, yay! But you all probably wish I was for not uploading for such a long time...heh. Yeah... I'm sorry, I really have no other excuse than I was working on other stories and totally forgot about this one. Again, I'm really sorry about this, so to make it up, I uploaded two chapters! Yaayyy...

So, um yea. Here you go. Enjoy!

The anger seethed off him like an infectious and deadly air-borne plague. It reverberated through him in loud, erratic and hot breaths; and hissed through his clenched and gritting teeth. Whatever could have infuriated him so much, Amy couldn't understand. Perhaps he hated her so much that the sight of one of his close friends developing a positive relationship with her, enraged him.

Amy gave a mental scoff at that conscious statement. If that ever were the case he needn't worry, because she felt indifferent towards him as well, if not repulsed.

Head held high, certain that it was another childish tantrum filled with incessant berating of useless and trivial things, she showed no fear or regret of her actions. Expecting Gino to also remain composed being the mature and cool-headed gentleman he was, Amy shot a smug smirk at him...only to have it ripped off upon sight of his countenance.

Never had Amy seen him so stressed or frightful in her time here – nor had she thought he be capable of such. But, his eyes fixated at his friend in front of him, flashed with a barrage of conflicting emotions. Amy narrowed her eyes in disbelief, her mind's gears clicking and turning to solve his expression. What could possibly be-

"IMBECILES!!!"

The sheer intensity and shrill of such a grave voice jolted Amy in panic, snapping her attention back at Pyro. The bravery and spunk that had been brimming her patience with Pyro, now drained from her; leaving her eyes stretched in shock and complexion pail in apprehension.

Even the horses kicked into the air, shaking their riders unstably on the saddles at the volume of Pyro's shriek.

His anger and hostility only escalated into violence when he furiously searched for any items within his vicinity to propel at Gino – Amy being narrowly spared because it was considered a heavy offense to assault a woman; much less your betrothed.

A wooden bucket, followed by a lamp and a shovel, along with clumps of hay, all launched in Gino's direction as Pyro continued his fit whilst swearing curses and insults under his breath. A scrawny man in ragged, common clothing cowered in fear behind his Prince's back with meek and fruitless attempt to calm him. Gino scarcely dodged every single one of his 'friend's' attacks; his horse prancing and wobbling in defensive with him, until an ear-splitting voice of reason pierced through amidst the fight,

"PYRO, STOP IT THIS INSTANT!"

Both boys paused their conflict and turned their heads to the source of their intrusion. Amy, who had managed to scramble off her saddle and jump back onto her own two feet with a stern expression, suddenly reeled back in shock and clasped a hand over her mouth when the group focused upon her bold demand in surprise.

Even Amy felt flustered about her sudden outburst, having never felt the need to raise her voice in such a harsh tone before. Regretting her actions immediately, she flushed in apology and cowered away until she noticed Pyro's confidence crumbling stare on her. He was biting his lip so hard, she was afraid he might suddenly eat her.

"YOU!" he hatefully and accusingly spat. The memory of their last encounter suddenly exploded in her mind, reminding her of his psychopathic capabilities. It forced a step away from her distance with him in cowardice. She despised herself for being so afraid of this Sirium boy only a few years older than herself - but that crazed expression he wore like a mask overwhelmed her bravery too much to even exist at this current situation.