Princess Amara

Chapter Twenty

I scratched the back of my head, nervous. "Maybe this isn't such a great idea. Maybe we should wait for Kronos to get back" I said again. 

Irian just rolled his eyes at me for the millionth time this morning. "Do you not trust me?" he mocked. 

I glared over at him, "actually I don't, thanks for the reminder. I'm definitely not doing this now". 

He sighed before gripping my shoulder's again, "now that almost hurt. There's no reason to be nervous, you're my favorite Princess, Princess, so buck up, stay in position like I taught you and just dodge" he said again. 

I let my fists drop from the position he had put them in earlier. 

"I'm really not that great of a fighter", I started in for the millionth time. 

"We're just going over basics" he cut me off. 

I sighed again, "you hurt me and I'm going to have Kronos eat you" I narrowed my eyes at him, as he fought to keep his lips straight. 

"Eat me? Does he eat you?" he mocked. 

"Only when he's lucky" I shot back. 

Irian coughed out a laugh at that one, "okay Princess, all you have to do is dodge, got it?" he said. 

I brought my fists back up to protect my face, had my legs spread and bent, for balance as he said. 

I nodded slowly. 

Not a second later, he sent his foot crashing into my chest, sending me flying back five feet, knocking all the air out of my chest. 

I landed hard on my back, my legs flying up before crashing against the ground. 

I wheezed in pain, as my lungs cried out in pain, "you asshole" I wheezed, looking up at Irian's shocked face. 

His mouth shaped like a perfect O, as he stared down at me. 

"IRIAN!" A deep furious voice broke through the clearing. 

We both turned to watch Kronos storming towards the two of us, furious. 

He growled lowly at Irian who had put his hands up in a surrender pose, as Kronos came to my aid. 

I was still trying to swallow my heart back down into chest, because that giant hoe had kicked it up into my throat. 

Kronos wrapped his arms around my back, forcing me to sit up, making me cough as I tried to get air into my lungs. 

I pressed my palm into my chest where I was missing a boob from how fucking hard Irian had kicked me. 

I glared over at the culprit who was steadily shaking his head, guilt and surprise on his face. 

"Ow, you prick" I wheezed again, trying not to snuggle my head into Kronos' chest as he glared up at Irian. 

Maybe getting kicked wasn't that bad, if I ended in these strong arms after. 

"You could have killed her" Kronos snapped over at Irian, while I tried to subtly sniff his neck. 

Smells like a man, yum. 

"She didn't even move!" Irian yelled back, pointing down at me, while I tried to fit my head into Kronos' neck. 

Don't judge me. 

And just for everyone to know, my head fit perfectly. 

I wonder if I could lick- "Amara, your hand is getting lower and lower on my back" Kronos' exasperated reply broke my attention.