Time to Get Out of Here!

"I always wondered which emperor you serve," Armin whispered darkly looking at Azar right in his eyes, the iron bar was the only thing that was saving Armin's face from Azar's fists. "Now I think I have got a clear idea about who you serve. Honestly can't wait to report it back to that old fool along with the news he is dying to hear – your princess's death that is."

Armin yanked Azar's fist hardly from his collar making it bang against the iron bars. "Try to do anything stupid while you're bored in this shit hole and you will follow me to hell – well you are going there even if I don't kill you now, but you know, I don't want to get bored on the road to the underworld," Armin stated adjusting the collar of his shirt before turning around to leave.

"See you later buddy, in hell, I guess," Armin's voice echoed through the silent cold night.

"DAMN IT!" Azar protested bringing his hands down to clash with the iron bars in an attempt to release some of his frustration but failing.

That damned crimson knight wanted nothing but to bring destruction to Azar's world, to the point that he was willing to give his own life as the price! What did Azar do to piss him off this much?

'What did I ever do to him to hate me this much!' Azar screamed inside his mind, deciding that walking up the whole palace won't make his position here any better, and he obviously doesn't want it to be worse.

He took a deep breath. The first thing he had to do was find a way to save Nefertari, then he can worry about the grudges that his weird-old colleague has for him.

'Should I tell Jooni?' He questioned himself then disposed of the idea because once he tells him something like that, it will be like he is confessing to his charges and he will do nothing of that sort.

"By no means should anyone come across the truth," Azar quoted exactly like what he was told that day. "Why am I even in this mess?"

"Well, it's time to think of a plan to get out of here without casualties,"

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"So, aren't you going to tell me what's wrong?" Joon Wo asked looking at Nefertari worriedly.

"I don't think I can talk about it Jooni," Nefertari said through her sniff, though she is crying her head wasn't lagging, she knew that she shouldn't take to Joon Wo about something so sensitive.

She guessed that if she opened her heart to Jooni, he will throw a tantrum and execute Azar right away. But isn't that what he deserved? She wondered.

Not believing how she could feel sympathetic towards him after all she heard. But something was bugging her…more like a gut feeling. A feeling coming from her leadership side, the side that she will use to rule over her country in the future, The Empire created by The Sun God Ra, Kemet.

Joon Wo sighed. He understood respected her silence – a little hurt, but he could manage. After all, what happened earlier today was too much for anyone, even a strong woman like Tari.

"I know that you will be able to solve whatever that is bothering you too much that you can't even tell me about it," Joon Wo said looking up at the moon.

Tari personally asked to come here when she came running to Joon Wo telling him that she needed to calm her mind up here, under the sea of stars that they used to watch when they were young.

"Jooni, that's not.." she opened her mouth to talk only to interrupted with Joon Wo's finger shushing her.

"I know what you are going to say, so don't feel sorry," Joon Wo said smiling at her warmly with that familiar smile that made all her worries fade away, the smile that she was able to bring back.

Though she was clueless about such a thing, she is still clueless about her own feelings, but Joon Wo knew that she is worried about other important things in her hand.

She looked at Jooni with aw on her face. Admiring how he looked under the moonlight made her feel a lot better, it seemed almost as if he came right out of the moon. His black hair floating around him as he let it down over his shoulder, and his duo night-black eyes.

"Is there something on my face?" Joon Wo asked.

"I can see the sky in your eyes," she bluntly said, tilting her head to the side to take another look at him.

"W-what?" he murmured. The way she bluntly said it made his head lag. "What are you babbling about? W-we were in the middle of an important conversation," he turned his head away to cover his flushed face with his hand, but it was no use because the blush was spreading all the way to his ears.

Tari yelped at the sudden increase of her heart in that minute, she shrugged it off and took a deep breath. "Don't look away! I know you are blushing!" she teased leaning over to look at him. "I never knew that you were a sucker for a compliment, Jooni,"

"I-I am not!" Joon Wo protested trying to push Tari off him.

"E-eh?" She said after she felt the roof disappear from under her. Apparently, Jooni pushed the little princess a little too hard and sent her falling. Well…she was falling. Joon Wo reacted just in time and grabbed her arm just in time – thanks to the fast reflexes that he gained from his training.

Pulling her in towards, causing them both to tumble down, they ended up in a very, very, inappropriate position. Tari was now laying on top of Joon Wo, the support that she was putting on her balm is the only thing that prevented them from clashing together any further, while Joon Wo's leg found its way between Tari's.