Deadly Beautiful (SuperCorp Medieval AU)

Part 24

 

The one where Kara realizes she is in deep shit but is confident she can handle it

"You do not listen to a damn word I say, do you?!" J'onn bellowed, following the princess' guard into her changing room. "Not only did you humiliate the king of this realm again; this time you gathered an audience first."

"I listened to you, my lord. I just did not take your advice." Kara replied, groaning slightly as she changed.

"I knew you were reckless, but I did not know you were an idiot to boot." J'onn groaned from the doorway, his back to her.

"Alex is not in the castle dungeons, J'onn." Kara said as evenly as she possibly could with her heart in her throat. "You have told me as much. In that case, my sister is safe and the king has nothing on me. I am free to escape and do as I please."

"Nothing on you?!" J'onn said with a dark scoff. "He has Lena. He has the country and the throne. There is next to nothing he can not do and you have basically just declared war on him. Find me when you are dressed. I will collect my niece and meet you at M'gann's in an hour." he stomped away as Kara finally began to deflate and weigh the consequences of her actions.

"M'gann's? Why would we meet up at M'gann's?" she asked herself, pulling her belt tight without pausing as she quickly dressed. Kara had so many more questions than she did answers, but she knew for sure she was not sticking around to discover an answer for them.

Adrenaline still coursed through her veins.. Kara felt ready to fight again, no matter how tired she was. The combination of anxiety and the rush of the fight flooded her system. She felt almost as though she could take on anything and anyone Lex Luthor had to throw at her. Especially to protect the princess.

With her sword in hand, Kara stretched her head around and glanced into the hallway to check for guards before ducking out and carefully heading towards the princess' quarter. She replaced the weapon smoothly, feeling almost at one hundred percent, and none of the soreness she had become used to since her injuries.

Kara moved quickly and quietly, doing her best to avoid every guard, but she knew she would not be able to remain undetected. She knew they would be around every corner and they were all looking for her with the worst kind of intentions. Kara only barely made it into her room without being caught. In only a matter of moments, she shoved all of her possessions into a bag and hefted it over her shoulder. She ducked into Lena's room and added the other woman's most precious books into her bag before heading down to M'gann's workroom to meet the others.

Her path was blocked halfway down the hall by a guard she did not recognize. Kara sheathed her sword again, noting the twinge in her shoulder at the weight and turning the belt onto her other hip. Without noticing, she had buckled it onto her left hip as though her right shoulder had been at one hundred percent. She was amazed her arm had held out as well as it had for as long it had. Kara stepped into view as bold as brass, waiting for the boy to react. He could not have been more than twenty years old.

"Ms.Danvers, His Majesty has requested your presence in the throne room." he said, looking simultaneously stern and intimidated by her.

"Yeah, I do not think that is going to happen, little fellow." Kara scoffed, giving him her best stare down.

"I will give you this one opportunity to just turn around and walk away. No one has to know you let me go."

He questioned her offer for a moment but shook it off. With a hand that clearly shook, he drew his weapon. She sighed in exasperation and gestured for him to come at her.

"Are you not going to defend yourself?" he asked in a voice that trembled as well.

"Yes, but if I drew, I would probably kill you and I do not want to do that. I have enough blood on my hands. You are just following orders; you do not have to die. " Kara shrugged and gestured again for him to make his move.

He charged her headlong; using the last remnants of his bravery. She sidestepped him easily and grabbed his collar, knocking his feet out from under him and bashing his face in with her knee.

"You gave it a shot, buddy." Kara shrugged and straightened out her shirt. She continued stubbornly down the corridor. If all of the guards were as easy to handle as that one, it wouldn't take her long to get where she was going she thought.

Kara cleared her blade in its sheath and checked her gear as she walked steadily down the path. She was more confident and anxious now than she had been jittery before. Suddenly the plain fact that Lex would most certainly have her executed if he got his hands on her became clear. Kara knew she could not allow herself to be taken. She would rather fall in battle than have her sad bloody head roll to the dirt in front of a crowd.

Really her pride kept Kara from accepting that particular vision of her demise. And Kara had come to realize Lena would never acquiesce to planning for Kara's inevitable death. Mustering her new found literacy, she detailed her wishes in a letter and trusted Lord J'onn to share it with Lena when the time came.