Rama and the Lost Art of Martialism
Princess Bag's Past. 3

There was a commotion everywhere, almost all the villagers who were in the market were running to save themselves. Just then, it was seen that there were several people sneaking into the warrior formation and instantly making one by one of them unconscious.

"Everyone, careful!" I warned the soldiers.

Suddenly, without me knowing it turns out that there was someone who managed to approach me and instantly made me faint unconscious.

When I woke up, I was being taken by them somewhere. My hands and feet were tied by them, which caused me to be unable to fight back at all. Realizing that they had not realized I was awake, I immediately made a clue by plucking the head hair and hoping that someone would notice the trail of clues I made.

Then, I was taken to an old warehouse. My hands and feet were tied to their seats, but I still fainted.

I was held hostage for about 1 hour, but no one came to save me. Realizing that I was alone with the kidnapper, I then shed tears of tears to cry, because surely no one would save me. Either Dad or someone else.

In the midst of my despair, there were several stones that seemed to fall from above and hit me. When I turned my head up, I saw someone was there. He is like making gestures do not be noisy by covering his mouth using the index finger.

"The Princess is finally conscious, dad!" Said one of my kidnappers

At that moment I was shocked, because I actually opened my eyes when from earlier I was pretending to faint. When he turned his head back up, it was seen that someone was no longer there.

When one of the kidnappers was about to approach me, I then tried to fight back by shaking my body hoping to escape from this rope. But I fell down and just kept quiet.

Confused and desperate by the circumstances, I then shouted to call my father's name because I was so afraid.

Suddenly, someone broke through the roof of the building and attacked one of the kidnappers. When I looked, it turned out that he was someone who was probably the same age as me.

Seen He was very clever in using his power, it seems that even, one of the kidnappers was overwhelmed because of it. Not just magic, he looks very shrewd in bare-handed martial arts.

Seeing him fight alone, reminded me of the figure of Sister Renia who might have a level of strength that I will never equal or even surpass.

He managed to defeat the people who had kidnapped me, then approached and untied my hands and feet. However, instead of the thanks I said, I slapped him on the cheek. Because, He managed to make me jealous of the power he had.

"I'm not asking for help from you!" I yelled at him for a moment after slapping him.

A word I should never have said. Since He is my soul-saver, I treat him as such.

I then ran away from him, and came back again with the troop of soldiers. When I arrived, I saw a terrible sight where my confidant was gone along with some of the palace soldiers.

At that moment, a feeling of guilt then enveloped me. Ask yourself.

why am I doing all this? Why can't I get stronger?

Why don't I just go back to the palace?

Long story short, the night came. At that time I was hard to sleep. Remembering events and experiences that are still in memory.

Starting from Sister Renia who always tortured me by venting her anger at me. Especially the incident in the village that I have visited, where I can not solve the problems that exist. And now it was me who slapped someone who was the savior of my life, followed by the death of a confidant and also some soldiers who had accompanied me.

Unknowingly I had even walked quite far from the inn, and realized I was already on the edge of a ravine. Looking at the basics, it makes me think about ending my life immediately and just running away from all the problems.

When I convinced myself, I jumped and closed my eyes. As I fell from a height and amidst the wind that was beating on me, I heard a screaming voice that called out my name very clearly.

"Daughter Isabella!"

When I opened my eyes, I saw someone grabbing my hand. And as I looked closer, it turned out that he was the same person who had saved me from the kidnappers.

"Why is he here?"

"Why is he so eager to save me?" I said in my heart, astonished.

He then protected me in a way that became my falling pad.

We both survived, but he suffered injuries. Of course I asked him why He saved me back, despite my last treatment of him.

Unexpectedly, he said something precious. A word that does have a point, which at the same time confirms my position as an imperfect human being.

Hearing her answer made me realize the steps I always take, a shortcut I don't want to take too many wounds.

Reflecting on the village, made me realize that if I choose the wrong leader, it will certainly have a bad impact, which I know very well with the nature of Kak Renia so far.

In my little heart, I actually wanted to lead the kingdom and bring it to prosperity, but all this time I was covering it up under the pretext of myself not being worthy.

However, after meeting her, my thoughts became more open. And decided to return to the palace and accept the offer of his father to be an heir to the throne of the kingdom.

"Who, your name?" My speech

"Rama." The answer.

The one who first saw me not as the daughter of the heir to the throne, but as her friend.

He seemed to be in so much pain from the wounds he had sustained, that I instantly healed him. Moments later, he told me to go back to the inn. Of course I do not want to, because I am still curious about the figure of the person who saved me.

The idea was to stay a while in his house.

When I first saw the house, it reminded me of the residence of my grandmother, where it looks simple and neat, with the mango tree in front of the house makes me love this place even more. His family looks good, with a mother and I never thought he had an older sister.

However, when asked about his father's whereabouts, his mother Rama was reluctant to answer.

_Connected.