《Peace Offering To The Cursed Prince》Chapter 60 - Risk His Head.
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"I am just a damsel, does he have to sound so scary?' Ellen complains in her heart. She shook her head and started riding her horse along with the other. She knew it will take some time to win the trust of the prince's men. It warmed her heart that there were also men in Avalo that did not wish her husband death.
Jeffrey orders One to lead while he stayed with the princess. He had heard what One had said to the princess so he wanted him to lead so that Ellen would feel more at ease. He did not scold him for saying such things to the princess because he knew it was necessary.
The prince was not someone to trust a person just because of his words. The crown preferred to have a stronghold over those he trusts like the Twenty. Any one of them that dared to betray him would end up dead in the most horrible way possible.
The prince had given him one task alone when he left and that was to protect his wife and Jeffery was willing to do just that. This is why he stayed beside Ellen. Not that he did not trust the other men to do it, but he was faster than them and so he was the best man for the job.
As they ride alone he becomes more at ease knowing the princess was fine. He realized that the palace would not have been such a safe place for her with all the snakes around. Especially now that she was an enemy to General Thompson.
Ellen having the Quern's support means victory but Knowing the kind of man General Thompson was, Jeffery was almost a hundred percent sure that he would try to do something dirty to save his daughter. Moreover, he was a friend to the king and the king was not fond of the crown prince. This already put Ellen's life in danger while he was gone.
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They kept riding for hours. As fast as they could to get to the prince as soon as possible. Princess Ellen became tried but she did not dare voice it out. She knew the men would complain. Besides they did not have the luxury of time and she was scared that if she delayed the prince may end up dead before they get to him.
Then his men will blame her for slowing them down and kill her. She was not ready to die yet, let alone in the worst way possible. So she kept riding no matter how tired her body was feeling. She made a mental picture of been chased and so she rides the best she could since her life depended on it.
She was not aware that her little action made her earn the respect of a few men among the twenty. These men did not believe she would ride that long without saying she was tired and needed to rest.
They were all impressed by her. A lot of princesses could not ride a horse since they usually used the carriage. Even those that rode one could not run on a horse the way Ellen was currently trying her best to keep up with them. They knew of a few ladies that would already feel nauseous and throw up a couple of time. Some could not even control a horse on their own and would have to ride with someone else.
They were impressed and grateful that she did not slow them down. Jeffrey was one of those men. The previous day he learned about her shaped tongue, Earlier she had wowed him with her scheming mind, and now watching her show strength, she has managed to convince him that she was the best wife for the prince.
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When they got into Samor, Jeffery asked One to lead the men over to the prince while he asked the princess to rest a while.
" I am fine," Ellen immediately rejected the arrangement but Jeffery insisted.
"No, your highness, you need to rest. At this rate you might faint when you get to the prince," Jeffery argued.
The other men agreed with Jefferey's plans and ride away as soon as they drank a bit of water. They knew they were heading in for war so it was best to be prepared before they arrived. Moreover, they needed to go before her and ensure it was safe before she arrived. Not that they care about her but she was going to be treating the prince so they needed her safe.
Ellen wanted to insist that she was not tired but Jeffery noticed and could not rick his head. He knew that the prince would be in a foul mood and his neck might lose its head if the princess appeared before the prince tired.
Ellen seeing that Jeffery would not listen to her stopped. moreover, Her body was beginning to hurt and he knew she was barely moving forward. She rested for the shortest time possible before getting back on her feet.
" I have rested enough," Prince Ellen told Jeffery who shook his head but got up anyway. He knew they could not lose much time and he was grateful that Ellen understands that and was not being much of a burden not that he would have complained if she was.
Jeffery helped Ellen mount her horse first before settling into his. He prayed in his heart that the prince was alright and in his right frame of mind.
Jeffery had instructed one to let him know once he arrived at the battlefield and things were too out of hand for Ellen's present.
So not receiving any message from One, when he was certain One would have arrived at the Battlefield gave him a little hope that things were under control.
They continue their ride and soon they were at the boundaries where the battle was fought. Nothing could have prepared them for the sight that welcomed them. It had all happened like a show waiting to play out at their arrival.
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