The Crown Prince Thinks I'm a Guy

The Brown-eyed Boy

Farseer was actually just waiting for us on the room next to ours. He looked bored and didn't look all that surprised that I had come back unharmed.

"Exactly why didn't you tell me we were visiting an organization like this?" I whispered to him harshly, annoyed at how he was calmly sipping at his tea. It didn't help how Janmira was doing the same as well.

Although I knew there would be a reason, it didn't mean I would be completely understanding about it all.

He looked down at me, and simply chuckled at my irritation. "I was just sure you would do alright. And I wasn't wrong. Eva might have even liked you since you were there so long."

"I don't think we talked that long..." I muttered.

"Oh, you wouldn't know."

Then, a long, wailing sound resounded all around us. Eleina, who had followed us into the room, looked plenty surprised at the alarming sound as well.

"What's happening?" Regina asked the brown-haired assassin.

"Hmmm... I'm not entirely sure but there must've been a distress call for a council meeting from the other branches," Eleina said. "Anyway, this doesn't concern you, so I urge you to come another time until you could meet with Selena."

"That is a pity," Farseer said. "... But we will come back again."

He stood up, followed curtly by Janmira. I was simply taken aback by the unfairness of it all. I mean, I just had an up-close meeting with a seasoned assassin... I would think we should have gotten something from this visit.

"Don't worry, Princess." Regina placed a hand on my back. "When we return, you'd be welcome without any more problem. After the head has met with you once, the Order would consider you as a guest."

I stood up hesitantly. "... So I really could have died if the High Monk didn't like me."

Regina laughed a bit. "Oh, I doubt that would ever happen. Now, come on."

There was a moment of silence when we followed after Farseer, walking through the corridors once more. We arrived back in the empty, black room and before I could ask how we could even get out, my mentor had taken a step towards the very emblem I first saw and quite surprised me when he knocked at the the creature's head. The whole thing twisted as though from a mechanism, and when it had made a full turn, the wall clicked from within and the room started to shake until the the emblem glowed a hot burning red and filled the room with a light so bright I had to shield my eyes with my hand. When it had died down, I opened my eyes to find that we were back at the deserted rotunda aboveground.

All four of us were present, and although Janmira looked quite shocked as well, the rest of them weren't as disturbed as I was. My stomach seemed to have ran up to my throat, and without warning, I bent over and released all of my breakfast onto the rough pavement.

"Ugh," Regina groaned. "Oh, poor dear. Well, teleporting twice at a time does take a toll on the body."

She gently pat at my back as I heaved out once more. When I was done, a handkerchief was given to me, which I took gladly to wipe at my mouth.

"Are you feeling alright?" Janmira asked, her face masked in uncharacteristic concern. "I was like this too on my first times... It wasn't so fun."

I gulped down at the water bottle offered to me by Farseer, observing how Regina had taken a wand from her cloaks and waved it at the road, and before long, my colorful mess had disappeared.

"How do you do that?" I croaked, sitting down at the edge of the praying woman's statue.

Regina looked up at me. "Are you curious?"