The camp that was set was surrounded by soldiers protecting the royal family. Jason felt no need for his presence at the can't until his eyes caught sight of the woman of his dreams.
Sashina and other maidens had made their way into their camps. Camping was a main activity and very rarely women took part but they came to watch and see who gets the most catch.
He wished to impress Sashina when the time to go hunting came. He took the bow and arrow and took to the small hill near the camp. All the places were full of soldiers so he was safe to go practice. Even though it was the first time that he would be holding the bow he was confident he could it.
He made it a few distances, he made sure the coast was clear and no one was watching before he started. He didn't want to humiliate himself before a crowd of any kind. After all, he was the legendary prince of Xeris and he is supposed to have amazing fighting skills.
He held the bow up and got the arrow on the bow, he tried to pull it back and shoot. The arrow fell to the ground not even going any distance and the bowstring was too hard for him to pull back.
"One more time," he encouraged himself.
He tried once more and failed. He kept trying for so long failing worse than before each time. He cursed at how the Arrow made it look so easy on television. He could shoot mad arrows at his enemies.
He threw the bow to the ground and kicked the ground angrily.
"The ground has nothing to do with your lack of Archery skills," he heard from behind a few thin bushes from where he stood.
His face paled at someone witnessing his humiliation. But as he had the title of a prince has thought to scare the man into apologizing for the rude comment.
"Do you know who I am that you dare say that to me?" he questioned doing an impersonation of his butler's scary voice.
"I know that you are a terrible archer," the voice sounds unfazed by his attempt to scare him.
Angered Jason rushed to the point where the voice was coming from. He was stumping his feet at the ground like a mad child.
"How dare speaks to the prince like that. I will have you beheaded for sure," he threatened. Threats always got people under control so he thought it would work. He couldn't wait to reach the man and see him trembling in fear.
"Behead me? Are you sure you can do that?" the voice asked in mockery. "You shouldn't go around uttering words that might cost you I'm your life," he added.
Jason added with a run, he needed to reach the arrogant before the man thought of running away and show him that he was the prince.
"I am the prince..." he started to say but tripped on a log. As he was falling he felt someone grab hold of him.
"If you must remind people every time then are you a prince?" the voice asked causing him to glance up. "Those with title need not advertise, the title should speak for itself," he added.
Jason held his breath being in such proximity with the crown prince. He bit his tongue when the words he spoke to the prince repeated in his mind. Technically, he had threatened the future king of Aphidia that was a crime that might be considered treason.
He could get beheaded for letting his tongue ran loose. He swallowed hard.
"If you keep staring, I will gouge your eyes out," the prince warned.
He snapped out of it and moved away from the prince. He made his attire, the prince turned around and walked away leaving him behind.
Jason followed behind him. As much as he had not wandered off too far from camp, he couldn't seem to recall where it was he came from. He assumed that following the prince he would get back.
It wasn't his fault he was bad with direction. Back home he had GPS, he never needed to remember such things. He missed his phone a lot, his baby made life so easy for him but the novel is set in an era where the phone is yet to exist.
He picked up his bow and arrows and ran after the prince. The man had his hair neatly kept and his white robe made him look like he had just descended from heaven. His soft skin was without any marks. The elegant way he strode in the forest made it look like he was floating. No sound came from his steps.
He had his arms behind his back and he kept walking. Truly the author wasn't lying when she wrote that he was like an angel. Jason was so captivated by him that he didn't notice when the prince stopped and turned around. He walked on and bumped into the prince.
He stumbled back a little after, his eyes. looked ahead. The prince was looking at him. His face was unreadable to him, he tried to imagine how the author would describe the look on his face but that too didn't help.
"Why are you following me?" the prince asked letting a word out of his thin pink lips.
Jason looked at his lips move and felt his throat dry. The effect the man had on him was similar to the seductress, both had killer looks and were alluring to the eye. Just the sight of the prince's lips made him want to know shat he tastes like.
"Are you listening to me?" the prince asked him noticing the intensity in the stare he was receiving. He was no fool, he could tell that only intimate thought ran through the male's head.
He cursed and took a step closing the distance between them. He raised his hand and knocked Jason in the head to stop his thoughts from wandering off.
"Stop staring," he warned.