Chapter 28: Chapter 28
"Hey watch where you're going!" he said to the person but the person just bowed and turned away.
Ron took a careful look at the figure. The person was dressed in a black cloak and his face was well hidden so the prince couldn't see anything. Instead, he saw a tattoo in the shape of a claw on the person's hand. It was right between the thumb and pointer. Ron thought it was such an odd tattoo and in an odd location but he didn't think much about it and just hurried to the hall.
On getting there, the Queen mother dragged him back to his seat. "Oh dear, where have you been? You've missed a lot"
Ron let out a nervous smile, eyes glancing at the King who was looking at him as if he also expected an answer. "I-I think I ate too much. I had stomach problems"
Rose sighed. "Brother, I've told you to not eat so much. You'll get an upset stomach. When we get back, I'll ask my servants to make you something to calm it down and help it settle"
How embarrassing but Prince Ron could only smile and nod. The King gazed at him for a moment, as if he was trying to read something and Ron got scared. Could it be that Zedekiel suspected him of being the masked dancer? No way!
His heart was filled with fear and he quickly turned to the Queen mother. "Mother, quickly, tell me what happened"
And so, she began to tell him all that had happened. He listened with utmost attention, as if he didn't witness a thing. He even commented and excitedly asked what had happened next.
Prince Ludiciel joined in and Princess Mariel put in a word or two. They joyously conversed as the feast went on.
Soon, a few guards rushed in, holding the masked dancer's costume. They knelt before Zedekiel, wearing gloomy and sorrowful expressions, as if only death awaited them.
"We have failed you, my Lord" the head guard said. "The masked dancer escaped. He left his clothes behind and fled"
Zedekiel glared at them and they started to shiver and quake.
"Your Majesty forgive us!" they pleaded. "We'll continue searching! We'll leave no stone unturned. We will find him for you, your Majesty!"
The guards felt terrible. His Highness must have really wanted to bed that dancer. Now they were cockblocking him with their incompetence. How shameful. How horrible. They deserved to be punished.
Ron secretly snickered. How would they find him if he was living amongst them as a Prince of a different kingdom? Besides, they couldn't prove a thing. Oh how smart he is.
Zedekiel sighed. That was just one human. A puny powerless human managed to outsmart them. What a shame.
"Get out of my sight!" he sneered, not being able to stand them for a second longer.
They hurriedly ran away, each one vowing in their hearts to find the dancer no matter what it costs.
The King didn't mind much. He gazed at the silver ball in his hand and smirked. He had seen such balls before but this one was unique. It certainly wasn't made in Netheridge. Whoever the human was, must have the twin ball. Whoever has it must be the masked dancer.
It would be easy for Zedekiel to know because he had touched him. He knew what those soft dainty hands were like. And the feeling of holding such a lithe waist. Above all, though it was faint, he knew his scent.
Besides, now that they have his costume, they could trace it to the one who made it then back to him. Ah there were so many ways. Zedekiel would stop at nothing until he finds him.
Meanwhile, the little prince was feeling quite proud of himself. He had performed, danced with the King and evaded the guards. What an eventful night. Soon, the feast came to an end and it was time for everyone to go home.
Ron was chatting with Princess Mariel when he saw something twinkle from the corner of his eye. Whatever it was, was coming at full speed.
Without a second thought, he pushed the Princess aside and felt a sharp pain in his arm. His sleeve became wet with blood.
"Ron!" Princess Rose screamed.
The whole hall went chaotic. Someone injured the nice prince!
Before anyone could take action, Ron picked a date from a bowl in front of him and took out his trusty slingshot which he always keeps on him at all times. In a flash, he aimed and fired. The next thing that was heard was a man's cry of pain.
Leo followed the sound and drew out his sword. Within seconds, he had a man flat on his back, placing his sword at the neck of the culprit. It was a man covered in a black cloak.
Everyone was amazed at the skills of the Ashenmores. What a quick response! No wonder they are the leading Kingdom. Even this little Prince could use a slingshot with such accuracy. Superb!
The struggling culprit was brought before the King and was forced to go on his knees. Leo pulled back the hood to reveal a bland face, matted with dirty black hair and several thin cuts.
"Who are you?" Zedekiel asked, his voice cold and curt. He could tell that the person was a human. Why were humans surprising him lately? First it was the Ashenmores, then that damned dancer. And now, an assassin? Won't these surprises end?
If he knew what Prince Ron had in store for him, he'd probably send them packing.
The man began to cackle madly. He pointed at Ron, who was now shielding the princess with his body. "You saved that wench!" he shouted, face twisting into an ugly expression. Like a person who was forced to eat cow dung. His dark eyes were filled with hate.
"Your days are numbered princess. None of you are safe! Even if you kill me right now, another will immediately take place! We won't rest until we kill you all! hahaha"
"Shut up!" Leo growled, his cold blade setting on the man's skin. He was itching to cut his throat. This man injured the prince! King Cain may be happy and call it a battle scar but the Queen will be enraged. She had specifically warned him not to let her delicate youngest child get a single scratch. Damn, he's in huge trouble now.
The man continued to laugh. His pupils were looking like that of a mad man's. Not settling on a single person but rolling around like a ball. "Your days are numbered King Zedekiel" he seethed. "You and this place you've built, we'll destroy it all! We'll bury you all to the ground! We'll take back what rightfully belongs to us from you demons! You abominations! Freaks of nature! Take your lives yourself before we come, for we will give you the most horrible death! I will personally bathe in your blood! Hahahahaha!"
Gifts
-- Gift
received Weekly Power Status
-- Power
Ranking 
-- Power
stone