Love Swordsman

All about Hyra

Hyra twisted her fingers while waiting for Deon's arrival. He called the man to say something very important to him. I don't know about the bodyguard.

He slightly showed off his smile as Deon came in gallant steps. He bowed respectfully to Hyra.

Hyra stood up from her chair and looked at Deon closely. He was always curious about the face behind the mask. Didn't the man want to show his face by opening the mask? is his face that bad? if so, at least show her that face.

Hyra remembers asking Deon to open the mask. But the man certainly did not grant his request for a reason that inexplicably he thought was really just an excuse.

Flashbacks: flashback:

Hyra walked around the market earlier. No one wants to buy it actually. He just used his time to be with Deon, as he tries every day.

Almost every day he was looking for an excuse to ask the man to accompany him to just walk.

"Mr Princess, isn't there something you want to buy?" Deon finally opened his voice after quite a while they went around in the market without buying anything.

Hyra turned to look at Deon guiltily. "Are you tired? should we go back to the palace now?" the question is not good.

Deon was silent for a moment. "I'm just worried that His Majesty the Emperor will be looking for you for coming home too late in the afternoon. But if you still want to take a walk, I'll follow your will." His fault.

Hyra smiled briefly. "Then let me walk a little more. After that we'll go home." Her request. He continued on with Deon following behind him.

Just a few steps away, Hyra suddenly stopped her steps and looked at Deon's inner eyeballs. Deon until confusion is made. Although the man knew very well what made the girl give him such a look. And know what the girl is thinking.

"I'm .. sorry if I said this. But why don't you ever show your face?" his question gave a surprise attack that Deon had guessed before. He was sure that someday Hyra would definitely urge him to show her the face behind her mask.

"I am the Bodyguard and the most trusted Envoy of His Majesty the Emperor. Of course I won't show a face to just anyone." He gave a reasonable explanation. Although it sounds reasonable, he cursed his own stupidity that almost told him the big secret he should have been hiding. Especially to Hyra.

Hyra slowly stepped closer to Deon. "But .. I'm not the one who wants to hurt you. And I'm not just anyone, am I? so it should have been me .. "he was about to grab the mask Deon was wearing to cover his real face when the man swiftly restrained his hands.

Be his hand just hanging in the air. Deon immediately took off Hyra's hand and took a few steps back. "Sorry, Princess. But I can't show you my face, Princess." He bowed because he had rejected Hyra's request.

Hyra just nodded. He understood that Deon preferred to hide his face from anyone.

Flashback off

Hyra looked at Deon inside. There was something he was going to say and it was so important to him. So he immediately took a deep breath to stabilize his rumbling heart.

He looked back at the man in front of him who still did not change the expression on his face. "Have we ever known each other, or at least we've met once?" it starts the conversation.

"I don't want you to be lonely with just taking care of everything yourself, Guards Deon."

It's self-defeating. Hyra looked up again to stare at Deon's face still waiting for a sentence from her. "Did you ever see your face?" his question revealed his curiosity.

Deon remained silent for a while. "If there's nothing more that the Princess wants to say, I'm sorry." He retreated and turned around about to leave from there after bowing respectfully to Hyra.

Hyra cursed at her own mistake which instead asked the things that made Deon feel uncomfortable.

"It's not what I'm trying to say, is it?"

His inner. Hyra looked at Deon's back which was about to move away. "Wait!" Deon stopped his steps without turning around. Waiting for what Hyra will say this time.

"There's actually something I want to tell you." Nervous speech. "I still have some business to do, Princess. I beg you to retreat." Legally.

"Attent. Just one sentence. I promise." Hold it. Deon's not flinching. He would just wait for what Hyra would say. "I .." he took a deep breath before saying it.

"I love you." He said loudly and excitedly. "I just want you to know before my wedding." Further.

Deon's two ears swayed when he heard the sentence clearly. He turned around and looked at Hyra with his flat expression.

"You can't say this to anyone when you're getting married." His words were full of decisiveness, but with a voice that was still under control.

"I'm .. I just want you to know so I don't regret one day for not having the time to tell you about this." He slightly lowered his head but with eyes still staring at Deon.

Deon chuckled small. "You're kidding me, Princess. What joke is this? You'll marry young Master Fian but instead tell him something absurd like this." He paused his sentence for a moment. "Are you joking around with people's feelings?" ask her in a tone that sounds like mocking.

Hyra shook her head quickly. Of course he didn't justify Deon's sentence just now. "I don't know when I started liking you. But I know, I never loved Fian. I used to just feel like he was the right guy to be my partner." He paused his sentence and looked at Deon with confidence.

"But now I realize that I really love you. I've fallen in love with you too deeply." I was without any more nervousness.

Deon cleared for a moment. "Sir, I don't have time to joke with you, I'm sorry." The flyer immediately stepped away from there before the nonsense continued.

Hyra looked at where she stood. Deon's rejection was like an insult to him. He held his chest that felt so painful.

"I used to just want to feel loved, so I begged Fian for love. Now I feel it myself. Is this what her name is in love with?"