Thirty- one

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It was just one day for the big coronation ceremony and everyone was busy including Avni, more or less. "Again" Callahan instructed. "Remind me why I told you I wanted to learn archery, it is game of coordination, that is something I lack Prince" Avni protested.

 "You wanted to show me you can hold up on your own in the games that would be held on the new year's week just after the Christmas, and this is just a simplest one in the list so far. Even Sifi can do that, why cannot you?" He asked. 

"Because I am not coordinated enough and you should be preparing for that speech." She said. "Shoulders up, arms tight, aim, and fire" She did. "You are doing great Princess; in a month you will be trained enough to shoot in at least straight lines" He said laughing. 

"Are you mocking me? how can you? Do you not have little humility?" She asked. "Do you have that your highness, it had been a day and I am asking and asking, what more I have to do beg on to my knees?" She turned around picking up another arrow, and shot it, I landed a little off of the mark. "Oh, so is it your revenge?" She asked in a polite voice. 

"Certainly Princess." And he didn't even deny it. "Alright then, I think I have learned enough for today certainly one of us has to prepare for tomorrow and if you are not very much interested then, I am going to prepare, the gowns must be here by now and I have to go and see if they are ready yet." Callahan leaned against the wall watching her.

 "So like a Princess" He said. "If you are forgetting we have to go and have a meet with our defense minister, he had requested your presence specially. You did say something about fighting smart, so I hope you have your speech prepared Princess." He mocked her in the same tone that he had used against her earlier. She smiled and said 

"I guess you will be surprised Prince Callahan how prepare I am to not to be caught off guard again."

Callahan was surely surprise he didn't knew she had planned it so elaborately. "So, that we can see where the attacks can come from. This wall will protect the kingdom, like a fort, and the towers can be early alert system. And the central tower can be..." 

"Where Rapunzel will reside hanging her golden tresses for her prince to come. I shall gift that tower to you Princess Avni, because you are one of those people whose prince never ever will come." Avni smiled gently, she had learned not to engage in a fruitless conversation but Margret had irritated her for the last time. 

"You know Lady Margret Keren Atwood, you might need a prince by your side to survive, but I don't, I am capable of doing in what I believe in and for that I do not require this crown. My crown doesn't make me a princess, my character and my work does. But then again, it is not something you can understand. 

So where are we, yes, the central tower the main hub where the information can be relayed to every single post within seconds. It can save us many people and property. We can build a model here, like we do in architecture, first get the design right and check it for some flaws and then when we get it correct, we make things, wonderful skeletal and equally magnificent structures." After she finished the defense minister looked at Callahan.

 "What do you think your highness?" he asked. "Not a bad idea if you ask me, this can give us tactical advantage over enemy forces. And an extra layer of protection never did harm anyone ever did they?" He asked. 

"I can understand, so shall we construct the initial structure here?" Callahan nodded. "We need to check that wall for structural integrity." Callahan said. "So, we must get started. They all nodded at this and bowed before the Prince and Princess, and then leave them alone.

"Avni, may I ask you something?" He asked. "Go on, what is it that is bothering you now Prince Callahan." They are currently in his study and he was looking at the window to see his sister who looked quite happy a free doing what she loved to. He wished he could be this much free. 

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