Chapter 16 — She Isn’t Like a Lady!
"Leave the girl to us, and we will let you go," one of the men standing before the large carriage door said with a grin.
As if anticipating the attack, Cynthia crossed her arms and glanced at the man at the entrance of the carriage, who held a sword in his hand.
Meanwhile, a few other men surrounded the carriage, ensuring no escape was possible.
The silver-haired woman’s indifferent expression made the bandit angry. As he was about to point his sword at her, Lucian had already pulled it out and held it near the princess’s neck.
Cynthia gulped, trying to keep her distance from the sharp blade. She knew Lucian would do this; however, she admitted it wasn’t easy to remain calm when the man who hated her and truly wished to kill her held the sword, despite knowing what was to happen.
"Step away from the carriage, or else I will kill her," Lucian threatened.
The men dressed in black glanced at each other and, to Lucian’s surprise, stepped back.
Keeping Cynthia close to him, he slowly guided her out of the carriage.
Once they stepped on the ground, Lucian carefully watched his surroundings, searching for his men. It seemed the carriage that was supposed to follow them hadn’t arrived, and those before them had already been slaughtered.
Gritting his teeth, Lucian tightened his grip around Cynthia.
The young woman hissed at the pain in her arm but quickly bit her tongue to keep herself from making any unnecessary sounds.