It was easy to find Oliver. She was always the centre of attraction. He just took a round near the plaza and saw him having a match with a ruffian.
The crowd was collected and making bets on her. Alex stopped his horse and looked at the entertainment show. His eyes were sparkling when she moved that dagger. He had never seen her fighting with swords but daggers and arrows.
She was best at throwing daggers and taking aims. If she would have been in his team, she would have been the best and would have surpassed him in a year or two. Too bad, he could not trust her.
There was something in her that told him to take caution. Was it greed for money or lust of blood in her eyes? He had never seen that weak boy to be this hungry for blood. He was too weak.
Now that he looked at her. Her waist was too slim as if she had not eaten for ages. And her face looked too small. That heart shaped face, she looked more like an eye candy than a warrior.
And her legs and arms.. There was no meat on it. Just where did she spend all her money to be this thin and her height was only average. Yet!
"And the winner is lad Oliver. He has won thrice and will gain 200 gold coins." her eyes sparkled further as she jumped and clapped her hands.
She looked at the blushing girls and winked with a charming smile on her face. Alex's face hardened when he saw the flushing face of girls. Didn't she already have a wife at home? Why was she flirting ?
He gritted his teeth as she kissed her palm and waved it towards the girls who gasped and shrieked. They were blushing hard as they threw coins towards him to show their affection for him.
That bastard! Alex gnashed his teeth when he noticed her patting the chest of her competitor then mumbling something to make him blush too.
He had no shame at all.. Once she had flirted with everyone present around her whether boys or girls, She ran towards the man who was going to pay him and smiled at him too.
Taking her money, she partly hugged the man before leaving from there.
Alex followed her from afar. She was not looking at everything in particular. She stopped at a shop and bought cakes then she walked and bought some groceries and then fruits.
She wasted her time around most of the shops talking to their owners as if she knew them for ages.
Just why in the world was she so talkative. His patience was warning me. He was about to pull the reins of his horse with force after getting snapped out when she finally stopped in front of an inn and looked around with wary eyes.
That was it! She must be trying to sway anyone if she was being followed by her actions but did she think she could sway him, ha!
With his eyes narrowed on her, he followed her in the inn. She had taken the darkest table that was in the corner and ordered a drink for herself.
Alex followed her and sat on the nearest table behind her so that she could not see him. He looked around and sat idly. They must have fixed time and soon, Lia would come there. Alex was sure of it.
He waited there patiently when he noticed a slip coming on her table with the girl who had served her a drink that looked like a bill.
She smiled and took out a few coins and passed it to the waitress who nodded and left. Olivia stood up but instead of walking towards the exit. She walked inside the inn further.
Alex followed her silently with his eyes turned vigilant. But he stopped in his tracks when he noticed that she was standing in front of the washroom.
She was staring at both doors as if she was in a dilemma and gulped. In the end, she looked around when she was sure there was no one. She chose to walk inside the girl's washroom,
Such a daring bastard! Isn't she afraid that the girls would find out and beat her to death! Good for that pervert.
But what if that was the meeting place. If he did not enter, then he would miss the chance but if he entered, then he could be declared as one of the perverts too! He took a step further but hesitated.
Just when he had made sure that he would go no matter what and took a step further, he saw a lady exiting from the washroom.
The lady stared at him with a frown and he lowered his head.
"Even knights do not have morals these days." she muttered as she passed through him, burning his face with embarrassment and anger.
But if he was getting blamed then why was he not beaten or shouted upon.
The thought only brought him to edge and his anger took no bounds. He walked straight to the door and opened it.
He entered and closed the door, when The young man's thin lips were pink and extremely suitable for kissing, and his face wearing a mischievous smile came right in front of him. He was pinned on the door by that young boy whose eyes were sparkling with joy.
There was not even an inch distance and he could smell the sweet cake on her. And if he moved just an inch.. Then their lips would collide.
"What is the master of sword doing in a girl's washroom? If anyone would find out, would you be able to face the world, my lord?