15 The Henchmans Repor (1/2)
Princess Alkas wore a simple teal nightdress made of silk. Its skirt flared into an a-line cut, the hem reaching her ankles. Over it, she wore a black robe with golden embroidery, its length similar to her dress.
She sat in front of her dressing table which was painted in cream and gold. Its mirror was a large oval framed by wood carved into vines on either side.
Her black hair was parted in the middle, one side flowed down her back and the other over her front. She brushed her hair, starting from the tips up to the roots in order to detangle the strands that had intertwined in her sleep.
From her position, she could easily see the threshold that led to the balcony through the mirror. The view of the sun rising over the Ahana Forest provided a gentle light to her room.
Just then, a dark figure stepped onto her balcony. It landed on its knees and rose up slowly to its feet.
The Princess didn't turn around nor did she make sudden movements. Her golden almond eyes stayed on the mirror, at the reflection of her brush.
”What a beautiful sight to behold this fine morning,” the visitor greeted her.
Alkas' lips barely moved, answering cryptically, ”State your business and leave, Renz.”
From the corner of her eye, she could see his silhouette.
”Ah, such warm welcome,” Renz chuckled, stepping inside her chambers. Still, the Princess didn't spare him a glance, ”Teralyn's Royal Carriage had crossed the border.”
”It has? About time.”
Alkas flipped the hair she had finished detangling. Then, she pulled the other half over her front and began brushing it.
Noticing the silhouette still in her peripheral vision, she said, ”Is that all?”
Renz sighed, used to the Princess' aloof attitude towards him and his group. Among their clients, she was the most unpredictable to please.
”Crown Prince Tylen is not in it.”
Alka's hands froze, finally looking at him. Her pupils dilated, ”What… did you say?”
Renz gulped. If his partner wasn't seriously injured, he would left this report duty to him, ”It is as I said, Princess. The carriage is on its way… but without its Prince.”
He stood near the bed. A good few meters away from the Princess. His all black outfit was torn and the top of his head was bandaged.
Alkas' eyes narrowed at the sight of him.
”Then, who's in it?” She asked. Her cold flat voice echoed through the room.
”His knight.”
”Hayden?”
Alkas huffed and slammed her brush on the dressing table. She stared off into space, her hands on her hips. Renz waited patiently as he watched the scowl on the Princess' face deepen.
Then, her gaze went back to his reflection on the mirror, burnt orange specks seeping through her gold eyes.
Renz' muscles tensed.
The Princess folded her hands over her lap, her glare somehow cold despite her burning eyes, ”Where is the Prince?”
Renz hesitated. His throat was tight. Air barely made its way to his lungs before it flew out of his nose. Even his voice wobbled, ”In the Stitz Inn on the outskirts of Teralyn Kingdom.”
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Alkas raised an eyebrow, ”Near the mountain range?”
”Yes.”
”I see…” She stood up and turned around, walking up to Renz with arms circled in front of her stomach, her hands held together. Her chin was up high as she further interrogated him, ”Is he alone?”
Beads of sweat trickled down the back of Renz' neck as if he stood near a furnace, ”It seems that the Crown Prince has requested the help of the Phantom Pirates.”
Alkas stopped in her tracks, ”Phantom Pirates?”
Renz observed the flicker of emotions on the Princess' face. Her startled expression diffused as if lost in a dream. He frowned at the sight. It was no secret that the Princess favored the Phantom Pirates over his Nocti Task group.