Fake Princess
DXCI Chapter
I was still sitting with a flutter staring at the belly of the young man before me, as I did so, and both balls of my eyes glanced to the right and left, hoping to find what I'm looking for. I took a breath as I raised my gaze again, looking into the eyes of the young man whose face was covered in red streaks.
“Can I ask for my bag?” I moved my hand following what I said.
“Can I ask for it?” I asked back, pointing towards my bag that was being carried by a middle-aged man.
“Tas, I need it. Please,” connect me very slowly while clenching both palms of my hands towards him with a downcast face.
I gasped a little as the voice of the man sounded. I raised my face back, looking at him who was talking by turning to the middle-aged man I meant. After the middle-aged man stood nearby, the young man again said words that I did not understand his intention.
“I, want this,” I said softly as I touched my bag carried by the middle-aged man beside him.
My eyes did not blink at all, though the young man stared sinisterly at me. He turned towards the old man standing next to him by making a speech in a foreign language. The young man grabbed my bag, he lifted the bag close to his face, staring at it for a very long time.
I tapped on her burly stomach with my index finger several times until she looked back down at me. I pointed at the bag and patted my own chest, doing it over and over again. I was stunned when the young man in front of me threw my bag to the side.
I try to move with my head still down. Long I stared at the young man who raised his head back at me. My gaze turned, glancing around .. Counting one by one the people standing around this place. I took a breath, before jumping down from the big rock I was peeping on.
My steps stopped, my steps that had wanted to get close to the young man were stopped by an axe from the stone that was pointing right beside my neck. I turned towards the old man holding the axe, followed by my palm moving to grip the ax. I bit the inside of my lips, as the pain ran through my palm. I pulled back my hand, long as my eyes dropped a glance at the pooling blood from the wound on my hand.
I turned my gaze back to the young man, as I thrust my fingers into the blood on the palm of my hand, and then rubbed it on the face with the same graffiti as they did on the face. The young man's body was slightly jolted as I grabbed and held firmly in his hand, the grip of my hand grew stronger as I tried to pull his hand to follow me.
He raised his hand by saying something towards some men who were about to walk up to us. I gulped my saliva, as the look in my eyes fell on the axes made of stone they held. I took my breath as deep as I could, trying to shake off the fear and nervousness that enveloped my body, slowly .. I pulled the young man's hand to follow me walking behind.
As expected, if he was like a chieftain. If he doesn't give the order to kill me, then I'll be safe.
I let go of my hand to her, with both of my legs again stepping closer to my bag that she had previously thrown. I sat down, grabbed my bag. I did not heed the axe beside my neck, my body was still moving.
I lifted up a medium-sized urn that I had prepared before leaving Sora. Hearing Haruki's story, I became very interested in those who lived in the interior. I clamped the urn using both feet, then opened it slowly using my uninjured left hand.
I turned around, directing the jar filled with orange peel candy that I had brought from Sora towards him. I put the jar to the ground, took a piece of candy and ate it, before lifting it back up to the young man. My eyes widened, as the jar in my hand slipped, until all the candy in it fell to the ground.
I fell to my knees, my breath choked .. My chest felt tight, slowly, slowly, my body was enveloped in a creeping coldness. My eyes blurred, and grew even more blurred as the black shadow had been in front of my face. “Relax, Kou! Everyone, it's gonna be fine. I, will not die just from the poison,” I murmured slowly, as the whispers of Kou's calling cry filled my head.
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Both of my eyes opened slowly, I tried to give my eyes were glancing around even though my eyes were still a little blurred. I moved my head to the side, towards the light that went into the big hole like the door, which I was in. My eyes flickered a few times, staring at the residents walking downstream, even the laughter of the children running in front of me was increasingly clearly heard in the ears.
“You can hold yourself back, Kou? Thank goodness, because if you don't .. You'll destroy the plan I made,” I muttered, trying to sit up but still not succeeding.
I turned to the side, as a black shadow suddenly blocked the incoming light. I can't see it too clearly, but that's obviously .. He's the young man who became the chief.
Why, you just standing there? Are you worried about a foreign woman like me?
“Who?” I said slowly while looking towards his shadow.
The young man walked in then sat down before me after he had previously lit a fire that slightly brightened the room. I glanced towards the room I was in, nothing special .. Just the place I slept in, some weapons arranged at the end of the room, nothing special, and a small fireplace that is also in the corner of the other room.
If it were to fight back physically, then it was certain, I would lose even before putting up a fight. Therefore, I always try to pay attention to people around to attack based on their character. The human ego is scary, but it can be a powerful weapon if used well.
If only, the old grandmother had not tried to compare her skin to mine back then. I probably wouldn't have noticed that they were attracted to my skin that was different from theirs. My skin will remain white, even if I am under the sun for a long time. Is this the first time they have ever met a white man? I don't know, but obviously, I was really helped by that.
Either he lives in the woods, or lives in the city. Man is still man, great unbelief, instantly destroyed by sacrifice. I know that, I know that well, because that's .. I let my own body get hurt and poisoned. This may not be the case for those who do not understand the meaning of a relationship. However, to a respected chieftain like him, it was clearly different.
My brain, you're totally reliable for a situation like this.
I still stared at him who was grinning at the wood with a small knife in his hand. He stopped what he had done before, when I raised my hand to touch his arm. “I, thirsty,” I said softly by rubbing my neck looking at him.
“I, want to drink,” connect me while moving my hand again, as if drinking something staring at him.
I let go of my handrails on his arm as he stood up leaving the room, “all I have to do after this is just, how do I save my brothers whom they have brackets for,” my review by returning to the ceiling of the room that is still untouched by the fire he made.