Astrid looked at the woman in front her who smirked at me with an insolent look in her eyes. It really made me want to push that irritating smirk down her throat.
"My name is Elena, others call me Lena, but for you it's just Elena.", she said with a straight face.
Elena was a very beautiful, tall and slender woman with short brunette hairs, she had big dark brown eyes and a well-defined face with small nose, plum lips and arched eyes brows. Even her sun kissed tanned skin added to her unrestrained charm and made her look more exotic.
Astrid acted as though she didn't seem to have heard her. She slowly walked toward her, their gazes constantly evaluating each other. When she stood in front of her, she placed her one hand on her shoulder and out of the blue, drove her fist towards her abdomen and gave it a hard punch.
"Hello, my name is Astrid, and you will call me Astrid.", Astrid said in her sweetest voice.
Elena roared and harshly gripped Astrid's hair, tugging her head backward.
Her scalp tingled from the force she used. "I really like your style.", Elena said while looking down on her and continued, "Later, Let's have a proper duel." Elena let go of Astrid and then, she trotted towards the bed and sat down while she crossed her legs and arrogantly looked at Astrid.
'Why does she looks like a spoiled bear child' Astrid sighed, but after she confirmed that the intruder meant no harm to her, she indifferently went towards the vanity table while fixing her bathrobe. 'Does people now a days don't have proper social skills, they are all always barging in like wild animals. By any chance, am I old fashioned' she thought, as looked at herself in the mirror.
"Vincent sent me to help you with those hair, I can really see why. I bought you hair coloring solution", Elena spoke.
Astrid gave her a dubious look and snorted, "Should I say thanks to you", she sneered, 'as if she was not the one who just threw knives at her.'
But she resigned to herself and went to forward to take the hair solution from Elena...
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"Clang… clang…", Sound of clashing metal echoed in the hall, followed by the high-spirited cheers of the crowd, but most of them were not for me, Vincent eyed his annoying opponent, as they circled the ring.
Armond White, the personal guard of Cordelia, The lady of Silfa. This son of a b*tch, must have something towards me, otherwise why would anyone challenge someone so early in the morning, it is simply preposterous.
Armond clenched his jaw at Vincent's sloppy posture and contemptuous look, Anger burned in his heart, he bent downwards and with an upward cut, aimed for his neck. This duel was not a life or death, but rest has no rules.
Vincent parried and slapped the opponent's sword to a side and with a hilt of his sword, he stabbed his opponent in the ribs. Armond reflexively moved backwards and with a forward thrust, lunged at me. Vincent blocked it and they were both locked in their positions. Vincent brought his knees in a swift upward motion and kicked Armond in the thigh, gliding his sword along the length of his opponent's blade and with a quick circular motion of his hands he put tip of sword on Armond's neck.