"You will draw blood today," Alora was bewildered hearing Arihan.
Everyone knew, whenever Arihan unsheathed his sword, it never returned without the taste of blood. Because Arihan never used his sword unless it was dire.
Since he could see their opponent and the opponent didn't listen to Alora, he had to use it. So Alora knew his sword story was just hyped up by his friends and the military troops who admired him.
Although the sword was much slimmer than the wooden one, it was longer and no less weight. Alora murmured, tightening her grip on the sword, "Aren't you asking too much from me?"
As a princess, she has to be stone-hearted when serving justice, for the protection of Anka and herself. When it was still hard for her to forget how she had sliced the finger of a duke, she knew this was going to be another memory she would wish to forget.
