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As he dragged me to the river, I was very scared. I didn't know what to do to think about a way out, I was cornered, and who knows what's going on in the head of this wild man who at any moment could kill me, right?

The Man he calls His Majesty stands up, and takes a long breath, as if he's bored.

He turns slowly, and I see his beautiful sapphire eyes, but they have a cold glint that reminds me of pure snow.

He looks at the wild man and then brings his vision to me, he inspects me for a brief moment.

"What are these clothes she's wearing, Thomas?" – he asked the wild man, as he sat on the rock, which he was hiding a few minutes ago.

— Majesty, I found her traveling with us, perhaps she is a spy for some enemy empire. - He glanced at me, but I could see her hostility to me.

I'm not a spy for her silly her, I'm a lost person that is.

And what empire are they talking about?

"Maybe she is, so she executes her." - The man with sapphires eyes, and looks coldly and the wild man draws a small bead dagger from him.

I don't want to die unfairly.

I think angrily.

"Hey her bastards, I'm no spy at all, I'm just lost." I pull my arm away from the wild man, who I now know his name is Thomas.

"You better stay still, don't move too much, or you'll feel more pain." He tries to get closer to me and then I step back, seeking distance from his cold blade.

"I swear I'm not a spy to seila what empire you're missing, I'm just lost. - I let a tear come out of my eyes afraid of what those two madmen might do.

The Blue-eyed man gives Thomas a hand signal to stop, and then he approaches me. Only now I can see how big it is. His outfit looks expensive, which is accompanied by a beautiful gold sapphire brooch.

"Okay, I'm not going to kill you now, but be aware that it's very suspicious for a woman who probably isn't of the nobility to be on the hunting ground at the royal family festival. – he gets closer to me, showing his superiority, I try to get away from him, but he puts his hand on my waist to get me closer to him. — You're not going to get out of this situation easily, you're still going to explain to me how you stopped here in the middle of the festival, got it? - He tightens his grip on my waist and I answer him with yes.

— Majesty, shall I take you to your tent? – Thomas responds submissively to the man in front of him.

"Yes, take her to my tent and give her decent clothes." He turns and walks towards the forest.

Looks like I won't escape this situation any time soon.