"I suggest you don't come closer to my wife, your highness," Hash warned the prince with a very serious tonality.
"Why not?" He looked at Hash and attempted to touch Isabel's face, which he admired if she's still not married to this imbecile, she would be part of his harem already.
"You don't know what she's capable of," Hash smirked.
"Is she more capable than you?" He returned the smirk.
"Yes, I'm not gonna lie, her digital watch can destroy your entire kingdom." Then he laughed harder.
"Honey, enough laughing, let's get you out of here," she got him off the guillotine.
"Stop!" Prince Khalid was now out of his friendly chitchat with Isabel.
"Go Love, show them what you got." He crossed his arms and signaled her to play, looking grim. Isabel would have laughed, but she knew it's kinda serious type of play.
"Behold the spirits of death!" She shouted like a real wicked witch from the west.
Then she played Levitating. She recently got addicted to Dua Lipa. She saw Hash shoulder's moved, suppressed his laughter.
"Spirits, not yet, unless the Prince of Byzen won't let us go." She pretended to speak to her watch.
"Honey, we need a sacrifice." She glimpses on his droopy and arrogant eyes. They trapped her in it, reminding her how hot he was.
Comparing the princes in front of her, Prince Khalid had this feminine touch that made him look orderly, while her man was a hot mess. She bit her lips, holding herself from ravaging his lips.
"Do you need me to do it?" Hash grimace, like he didn't want to do with her show.
"Yes, I need a panoramic view! Only you can do it." She rolled her eyes at him.
"Don't roll your eyes on me again!" He took the wrist cam from her.
Everyone's jaw dropped. Like they actually have time to bicker while leaving everyone hanging.
"How do you take a shot with a panoramic view?" He asked.
She didn't know. She never used the feature before. It took them two minutes to figure it out.
"I'm sorry everyone, the princess took all your souls as collateral for now, unless you will negotiate." He showed the prince his own picture and the King's and the others.
Everyone was speechless. Mouths a little aghast. She played Dua Lipa's playlist.
"Oh, that was a curse for your kingdom. I accept gold, properties, and other treasures." She smiled sweetly as Hash held her hand and dragged her away.
"I will leave my assistant to get all the names of those souls that were trapped in my smartwatch." She blew them a kiss while he planted her on his horse.
"Since when did you get an assistant?" He asked but was nibbling her ears.
"Just now." She giggled.
"I missed you." He sniffed her hair.
"Yeah, I would have believed you were not trying to get yourself killed." She slapped his thigh.
"Argh! kinky," He whispered.
"You-" She couldn't finish because he caught her mouth and gave her a sticky kiss.
"Let's go home." He pulled the horse's reins and rode away.
But the Byzen army followed them in the middle of the desert.
"Stop!"
Prince Khalid and his army surrounded them.
"I told you I didn't buy your, gimmicks!" He sounded furious and felt fooled.
Hash gripped Wing Master hard. He can't easily use it here, he might harm Isabel with it.
"What do you want Khalid?" He stared at him earnestly.
The Byzen's crowned prince laughed humourlessly.
"You need to come back and continue your execution, or I will execute you here." But his eyes were on Isabel.
Startled, she couldn't believe she had a crush on this guy earlier. She clung to hash hard. He felt her and gripped her waist tightly to let her know she's safe.
"This time, I will give you a choice, Hashim."
He rode his horse closer to them.
"First to denounce your crown and live as an ordinary man." He raised his arms, his men aimed their bows at them.
Prince Khalid's army outnumbered them, surely. He has to go back to Byzen because his men were there.
"Or sign that Novalia will be a province of Byzen and you'll be the governor."
Hash didn't answer.
"Just go along with me this time, no more tricks." He instructed her in a whisper.
"I will not fight, prince, just let the princess go." Her eyes widened. She felt they're back in the loop.
"No more arguing." He murmured in her ears.
"No negotiation, the princess will come along." The cruel prince announced. His eyes pierced through Hash.
He aimed his bow at them. He was signaling them to move back to Byzen.
He didn't have a choice but to bring her along. He didn't know if he can consider them lucky because the sun was now setting, which meant the execution will resume the moment the king will wake the next day.
"Can we at least have a one-night royal accommodation?" She faced the opposing prince, but Hash held her head and turned it away.
"I told you to not meddle anymore." He tried not to make his voice stern, but he was just frustrated by her.
"No problem, let's arrange that for you." Prince Khalid answered, but still pointed his bow at them.
She lost all her hopes and sighed. The accommodation Khalid might talk about could be the dungeons again.
"Honey, I don't want to go back to the dungeons." She acted coy, not on purpose.
Nothing could look cuter than her in Hash's eyes. "I know, Honey, be patient for now."
Then kissed her hair.
"Don't worry, because of what happened in the dungeon, we are not bringing you back in there." The Byzen's heir said.
Then he moved his horse faster, leaving them in the care of his men.
By the time they reached Byzen, Prince Khalid was out of their sight.
"Hey! Where are you taking us?" She called out to one of Khalid's men.
"To the Palace's tower." One soldier hit that guy in the head, he's not supposed to tell them that.
"Damn!" Hash cursed. That would be very difficult for his men to rescue Isabel.
"Is there a bath in there?" She feels sticky and uncomfortable with her two-day outfit.
Hash laughed bitterly. Of all the things that she could think, it's bathing.
"You've been a bad girl. I should punish you." He couldn't stop himself from thinking naughtily.
She didn't get what he meant. She grinned guiltily.
"Oh my god, you're so cute." He caught her lips again and lavishly kissed her.
His action confused her, but didn't complain. Hash's men can't help but rolled their eyes. She would be the death of him.