Love Swordsman

Love Swordsman
Unstrangest



"It's been a few months. His Majesty the Emperor until now has not announced his departure to the city of D? when was the wedding?" kiara muttered while she was spending time hanging out with Hansa.


Hansa just fell silent without responding. "I hear, they seem to be fighting?" kiara continued again. Now he lowered his voice until it almost sounded like a whisper.


"Who's fighting?" asked Hansa who had just been quiet. "Mr Princess and Mr. Fian." Quickly follow.


Hansa turned and shook his head. "No talking about the Princess. Especially to discuss his personal problems." He warned her to be more careful when talking.


"Oh." Sahut Kiara quietly while nodding obediently. "I'm just lazy again. Lately many cases are neglected aka forgotten. Why isn't His Majesty the Emperor strict about the case?" his weakness.


Hansa closed her mouth and again warned the girl to keep her conversation going.


Kiara bit Hansa's hand which slowly smothered her mouth. "Aw!" Hansa kept her hand away from Kiara. He pointed at the girl's face to warn her again. ""If you say anything more, I'll put you in jail." He was joking but with a serious face.


"Yes, I promise I won't talk any more." His post. He chuckles for a moment. Both were silent for a moment. Until Kiara broke the silence.


"By the way, the Sixth Goddess is so beautiful, huh. There's no way you'd just think of him as a little friend, would you?" candelessly.


Hansa was silent not responding to anything. In his heart he strongly did not allow Kiara's words just now. But also do not blame the girl's words because he can not deny.


"Why is your face so serious? I'm just kidding." Kiara chuckled to see Hansa's face that had just been silent. Even though he was trying to melt the atmosphere.




The palace was being preoccupied with Hyra's departure towards D city, the city where Minister Waze was from. The place where the wedding will take place.



During that preparation, Hyra just spent her time with her face always bent. He will not be moody anymore only if Deon is willing to accompany him for a walk.



She no longer felt sad because of the fact that Fian married her just to take advantage of her. He is not heartbroken anymore either. Only, he felt sad because he had to marry a man who just wanted to use it.



He had not told the Emperor what he had heard from Fian and Minister Waze's discussions. Because he thinks it's free to tell his father. Because his father will definitely continue to have his marriage. However, the decision between the two parties cannot be withdrawn.



Hyra sat down with her gloomy face. Honestly, he felt he had never thought about Fian since that incident. He admitted that there was no Fian's name in his heart. He always avoids if the man asks to meet him.



"Mr Princess, what's wrong with you? is there a problem?" ask Eva, her personal servant. Hyra shook her head slowly as her eyes continued to stare blankly at the table on which she was focused.



"Sorry, Princess. Someone wants to meet you." Report Eva slowly because she does not want to disturb the mood of her boss.



Hyra shook her head quickly. "I don't want to take guests anymore." Resist. Eva said a little surprised. Because Hyra never refused anyone who wanted to visit because she was a Princess who was very friendly to everyone. But right now he is in a really bad mood. He even felt it was the worst.



"Okay, Princess. I'll tell Guard Deon to see you next time." Eva was about to leave when Hyra quickly looked up.



"Deon's bodyguard? get him in!" pinta Hyra with her eyes sparkling excitedly. Eva nodded and smiled at a glance. He knew Deon had always been a cure for Hyra's recent bad mood.



Hyra tidied up her clothes like she always did when she was about to meet and chat with Deon.



Deon walked with firm and authoritative steps. Makes her look like Hyra's knight. Only the girl thought so.



Deon bowed respectfully to Hyra. "Sorry to interrupt the break, Princess." His speech was polite but always sounded a cold tone in every speech.



Hyra greeted him with a big smile. "No problem. I'm glad you came. Sit down first." He's inviting.



"Thank you, Princess. But there's no need. I'm just here to convey that His Majesty the Emperor is asking you to visit his Palace immediately." He delivered the message from the Emperor.



Hyra's expression changed. "It's definitely gonna talk about my marriage to Fian." He said in a sad tone.


"I don't know, Princess." Deon suddenly replied even though Hyra did not ask him.




"I'm sorry, Princess." Deon bowed and withdrew. "Wait!" hyra's voice stopped her steps.



Deon turned back. "Do you have any other orders, Princess?"



Hyra hesitated for a moment. But he decided to ask out of curiosity. "Are you taking me to my wedding?" he knew a silly question to ask Deon. But he really hoped that the man would take her to the wedding and always be there for her, at least before the wedding.



Deon looked down for a moment. "Sorry, Princess. I'll stay here. But I will keep praying that the Princess will always be happy." Her speech.



Hyra's shoulder slid in. "Why don't you come along? don't you want to accompany me to my wedding? or won't Father allow you?" tanyanya hopes Deon changes his decision.



Deon turned his body. "Nobody's against me, Princess. I just feel like such a grand party doesn't deserve to be attended by a poor man like me." Reply before leaving. There was a tone of satire in his sentence.



Hyra exhaled a sigh of resignation. The man did not want to go with him. He also cannot force.



Though he always wants to be by Deon's side to uncover something strange whenever he meets the man. He had known the man before. And there's always a memory that wants to break out every time he looks into Deon's eyes, like a lost memory.



Especially after getting a suspicious response from Deon when he claimed to be familiar with him.



**flashback**:



*Deon sat down to accompany Hyra who looked glum. That girl must be thinking a lot*.



*Hyra looked up at Deon sitting in front of her, not far from her. He took a long breath. "I have doubts about my marriage. I always wondered if she was the right person for me?" he began to complain about his thoughts to Deon, like a patient who complained about his illness to his doctor or physician*.



*Deon simply chose to listen without answering anything. Until both of them are silent for a few moments*.



"*Deon's bodyguard, have we ever known before? I feel familiar when I see your face?" ask Hyra suddenly*.



*Deon was silent on the question. Hyra stood up and brought her face close to Deon's face. He looked at the man closely*.



"*Mr Princess, you ... " Deon was about to keep his face away from Hyra. But Hyra quickly prevented it. "Shut up and don't move! it's an order." Firmly stick with his soft voice*.



*Deon is confused as to what to do. He could only resign and return Hyra's gaze in*.



"*I'm sure I've known you before. Maybe when I was a kid." Hyra. Deon was silent for a moment*.



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"*Mr Princess must be kidding. We've never known him before." He finally diverted his expression from Hyra and stared at another object*.



*Hyra regained consciousness and immediately straightened her body. "Ah, Sorry, Deon Guards. I think I'm thinking a lot. I go first, yeah." Before he left there. Better get going soon than the awkwardness lasts longer*.



**flashback off**