Princess Lyn: Fleeting Dreams Chapter 57

The reason why she was so particular about learning the bow was so she could help Kazuya . Lyn figured that she would only get in his way if she tried to use her sword . Her current sword skills are lacking .

"You know, are you stupid or something?" Rhys said .

"Ah, that's mean! Why are you calling me stupid?"

Rhys sighed, "No, you really are stupid," he trailed off and crouched down, "Maybe it's me who is becoming weird . "

Lyn looked at him puzzled, one second he is insulting her, and the next second, he seems to be having complicated thoughts . Is he okay? Lyn caught a glimpse of the blood in his hands and exclaimed, "Ah?!! I'm so sorry, this bow is old!" she should have found a new one . But all the soldiers use the new ones for training, so she didn't want to take it .

"No, I'm fine with bows like this . It's easier to use . Hey, why are you crying?"

"Wahh, your hands . There's blood . "

"Listen, it's just a small injury, no need to cry . Rather, why are you crying?"

"But, your bleeding . "

Rhys brushed his hands across her face; the contact felt awfully strange, "Don't cry about this stupid . Can you treat wounds? I don't really want to go to the infirmary like this . "

Lyn nodded, "Ah-huh, I can . "

. . . . .

When Lyn returned with some bandages and medical supplies, she found him laying down on the ground . Rhys looked up at the sky, a serious expression on his face . She wonders what he is thinking right now . Lyn made her way over and put the box down, and Rhys sat up, "That was fast . "

"Ah-huh, I keep some in my room," Lyn informed him, as she opened it up, everything was restocked after the last time she used it .

Come to think of it when she last used it; she was treating Kazuya's wounds . Why is it that the people she knew from the Sound Kingdom often got into fights? It's not just Rhys and Kazuya either - she often hears complaints from Pupillam about the Sound Kingdom group getting into fights . Then again, Lyn saw with her own eyes how badly others treated them . Even if they try to avoid it, the moment people see them - a fight breaks out .

Lyn dabbed the wet cloth on his wounds to clean them . Rhys hissed, "I'm sorry, it might hurt," Lyn apologized . The bow she picked up was old and while she only got minor cuts holding it, Rhys, however, must have gripped on to it, leading to more extensive wounds .

"It doesn't so don't apologize . "

Lyn raised her eyebrow, "Why do you have to pretend to be strong? It obviously hurts, now stay still . I have to add a bit more," she said as she added some more alcohol on the wound . Rhys hissed, and she apologized, "I'm sorry, it must hurt . "

"You could have just licked the wound . "

Her face color turned red at his words, "That's inappropriate . "

"Not really, most people do it . Especially in the middle of the battlefield when the blood gets in the way . "

"Only you'd say something like that . "

"I think you're getting used to me . "

Maybe she is, they have spent a lot of time together lately .

. . . . .

A few hours later

Lyn tiptoed as she tried to reach the pole; damp linen in her hands . It was the last batch of laundry for the day, and if she finished this, she would be able to meet Kazuya . It's been quite some time since she last saw him, so Lyn felt very excited . She has a lot of things she wants to talk to him about . Still, lately spending so much time with Rhys has distracted her from Kazuya's absence . Lyn liked to figure out people who she would be spending a lot of time with . So she observed Rhys a lot .

Lyn never met anybody like Rhys before, somebody who tricked people often . Somebody who lived a life doing most things people would regard as immoral and yet people respected him . Kazuya said he was their leader - and he's supposedly a noble . With his attitude, it wouldn't surprise her if somebody said he was a host in a brothel . That's rude but with his attitude its only natural to think that . Yet, Lyn thought about how he thanked her for bandaging her hand and how he expresses his concern whenever she goes to meet with her family . He isn't a bad person; she can see his kindness .

Lyn shook her head frantically as she slapped her cheeks .

What was she doing, thinking of a man? And not just any other man, it was Rhys of all people . Calm down, how many times has that man tricked her? She shouldn't be praising or thinking well of him .

The wind suddenly picked up the pace, and the damp linen in her hands slipped off the highest laundry pole .

Lyn sighed, "It wasn't easy, and now," she shook her head . No use complaining, standing on her toes - Lyn tiptoed and reached out for the pole . But she lost her balance, however, didn't fall . A pair of arms wrapped around her and one arm reached out to take off the damp clothes from her hands and put it on the pole .

Lyn turned around, to thank the person, "T--h-" Lyn paused in mid-sentence, as a sweaty Rhys greeted her .

"Rhys!" she exclaimed . Lyn noticed the wooden sword he was carrying around, ah . Did he continue training even after they parted ways?

"Welcome, Princess, who couldn't even do laundry . "

Lyn pouted, "I can, I've been doing this for so many years now . "

"Hmm, doesn't look like it . "

Realizing he was still holding her, Lyn quickly moved away from him .

"Why are you doing the laundry?"

"Ah, the General said I don't have to do afternoon lessons . I wanted to see Kazuya right away, but when I asked, Fukami said he was still busy . So I figured I would pass the time with laundry . "

"Kazuya? If it's him, he finished a while back . "

Ah? Did she lose track of time? Shoot, she wanted to greet him the moment he finished working .

"Should I take you to him? He's resting in the waiting room area,"

Lyn's eyes lit up, and she grabbed hold of his hands, "You'll do that? Thank you!"

Chapter end