Arthur stood there stunned. He had been following her with his men and Zharion with him. No one said a word. The mystery man that he went after was not a man, it was a girl. She alone fought all his men. The girl turned around and now she was visible from the front. She was beautiful. Her lips seemed to be appealing. They were soft and lucious enough for anyone to arouse and feel like grabbing them. Her lashes fluttered with the wind softly. The sight of this girl looked appealing hard for anyone to put their eyes off her.
She turned and patted the horseback. She tied him to a nearby tree and left from there.
Arthur, Zharion and his men followed her back making sure that they don't make her cautious of their existence. She walked to some distance merrily. This appearance and attitude of her's was different from the one seen earlier. She was acting in a girlish way now but earlier no one could even doubt it was a girl. She took out her coat and turned the inner side of it out. She wore it again but this time the colour inside the coat was put out, it was red. She pulled out a leather bag and poured a little water on hers hands. She flushed a little water on a face. Arthur and all his were watching her all this while. Arthur could not hold himself anymore and moved out of his hiding place. He walked cautiously behind her. He reached out and grabbed her by her waist from behind.He did it so fast before she could even realise it. It exasperated her. She only managed to shriek,
" You scoundrel! Let me go! Leave me." She strangled in his arms struggling to get her release but to no avail, his grip was too strong. She started raising her legs to jump forward but nothing worked. He pulled her even closer and held her with his second hand too.His grip was very tight over her. She continued her struggle but now the grip was even more tight. No one was around who could help her. She kept slamming her words repeatedly only to keep loosing her energy.
He lowered his head closer to her landing his chin on the side of her neck from behind. He glanced at her terrified face and lowered his gaze to her neck. He closed his eyes and landed his lips on the side of her neck leaving a soft peck over it. His nose rubbed her slightly. She got quite and stopped moving. She blinked her eyes not knowing what was happening. She held her breath. These movements got her mind to a halt for a few seconds. She took a heavy breath and sighed. She got back to senses and thought to herself,
'This bastard is too strong. I can't keep struggling like this. It's not working. I should rather look for a chance to escape rather than this.'
Arthur was still in his daze behind her. She tried taking a glance of him. Not much but she could see him a little. It was too dark but she saw his hair his silver hair falling to his shoulders. His eyes were closed but the his lashes fluttered with wind beautifully. He had a good complexion, the one like the noble people. His breath was heavy. She looked down at his hands. He had one of the most expensive jewelry with intricate pattern on it. Possibly specially made for a highly person. Perhaps he forgot to take it off when he prepared himself for the disguise.
Seing that he was still busy in his daze, she raised her leg high upto her knee and quickly hit him backfoot on his thighs. He squealed slightly and was taken a back. His grip was loosened and he got distanced from her a little bit. She turned slightly and immediately pushed him away. He didn't have much time to think. The girl took this opportunity to escape. The old man was watching this all the while was amazed with Arthur's actions. He never did this before. Anyone who knew would find it unusual of him behaving like this.
Zharion ran to him to help him while the other men followed him. Zharion gripped his hand on Arthur to lift him up but Arthur did not pay any heed to himself. He shouted loudly,
"Follow her!"
He waved his hand in the direction of the girl. His men instantly started following her.