Chapter 99: A Lightweight?
SMACK!
Evanna punched Amaruil square in the face, and she flew backwards onto the ground. A smirk formed on the princess’ face, and she tilted her head to the side. "You are lucky I haven’t got my blades."
Amaruil held her left eye, and Evanna watched as the tears welled in her eyes. A boisterous laugh from behind Evanna made her look back at the prince with her forehead creasing. The guards who came rushing forwards also stopped and stared at the prince like he had gone mad. They didn’t seem to know what to do.
"Arawn! *How can you stand there laughing!? Throw her in the dungeon!*" Amaruil screeched, causing a scene.
"Guards," Arawn said in a bored voice as he looked at his nails. His men came forwards and grabbed Evanna by the arms; she lowered her head but regretted nothing. She was a prisoner getting far too comfortable in their presence. Her punching the prince’s mistress was evidence of that fact.
The prince sighed irritably. "Not lady Evanna!" He spoke icily and glared at the guards who had started to pull Evanna away. "*Take Amaruil away.*" He tsked and dropped his hand as he watched with disinterest as his mistress was being taken away. The woman kept yelling at the top of her lungs, trying to escape the soldier’s grip on her arms.
Evanna watched in stunned silence as the she-elf cursed her, and it ’wasn’t the last she would be seeing her’. She looked back at the prince with widened eyes, not bothering to hide her shock.
"I was not expecting you to hit her, but that was very entertaining," The prince smirked, and Evanna couldn’t refrain from smiling.
"I can’t stand poor manners," She muttered before walking around him and going to her double doors.