VOL.2 Chapter 17: The struggle between lovers.

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A pained expression writhed upon Aelanna's face.

She knew all too well she agreed to her engagement with Pharana, making her 'royalty' once again.

But before that, she had to talk to her fiancé about how they would act when together, mostly... Aelanna knew her own limits of how far she would let Pharana go.

But that must be well known on both sides.

And currently she was being stared at by that very princess become fiancé from a little distance while they stood on the balcony at the top of the Eastern Cardinal.

A little in front of Aelanna, stood Kanrish with his three wives and Pharana's father who was in a celebratory mood for his daughter's engagement.

A few wary steps were made and Aelanna was approached by Pharana who mumbled unusually shy to her.

"C-can w-we t-talk a... moment..."

The princess had rarely ever been this shy around Aelanna.

For crying out loud, the princess had been moaning like she was doing the deed during her massages.

That was already unsettling for Aelanna, but she could handle that much. But this sudden wave of bashfulness she was shown here simply threw Aelanna off.

"We can talk but I need to get one thing first... Safety measures..."Aelanna replied and looked around for a moment, before her eyes settled on Kanrish who stood with Cairdh, his bag around his shoulder, and approached him.

"Kanrish... Got a moment?" Aelanna asked and he gave a partially frustrated reply, although not directed at her.

"Something wrong?" He asked and Aelanna turned to face him.

"I... am going to need a length of rope... safety measures..." She spoke coldly and he gave a confused look, blinked his eyes twice and shook his head to clear the confusion of her question.

"Not gonna ask, here..." He said while his hand reached into the bag and took a coil of rope far longer than Aelanna needed.

With a nod she took the rope and turned around with a smile.

The shocked reaction came from her fiancé, Pharana who saw her turn around with a bundle of rope in hand.

"Wh-wh-what is th-that... fo-r..." She stammered and the realization struck when Aelanna took her hand and led the princess inside.

"First of, I don't particularly hate holding hands or such, but knowing how you've been the last while, I'm tying you down, so you don't pull any stunts..."

Her voice calm as she led Pharana down the hallways where the royal guard was gathering their 'fallen comrades'.

Left and right where Aelanna led Pharana by hand, there were people receiving first aid for the heavy impacts she had knocked them out of her way with.

"What happened here, why are the royal guard all down like this...?" Pharana asked dumbfounded by the sheer amount of knocked out and half unconscious guards she saw, and a slight giggle came from Aelanna.

"Let's say you wanted to marry a former Tora no Kiba elder..."

It was spoken part in jest, and part serious.

But Pharana could not laugh at the statement.

Here she was led by hand by the very woman who had single handedly taken out maybe seventy percent of the royal guard.

Pharana could only tense up at the way she was led through here.

Her nerves racing faster and faster, Pharana grew weary by the time the two stopped at a door she had seen earlier that morning, from both sides.

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