Chapter 46: Second Competition -2

'I'm not buying it,' was written all over her face. Priscilla narrowed her eyes.

"And I personally don't like them," she finally said as she rolled her eyes and her lips twitched.

Silja lifted her brows and smiled.

That was more convincing. 

Silja figured that woman wasn't as straight as she looked.

But she didn't care, nor did she want to get involved in any internal mess.

All she needed to do was take part in and lose all the competition, and then go home.

Well, but the reality was that it wasn't that simple as it sounded. (Dream smiling wickedly) 

Soon the commotion increased and the Royal family entered the arena.

The King and Queen took their seat followed by three princes and a princess.

Silja saw that the eldest prince was still wearing the mask today. He was wearing a black coat with a silver mask.

"Does Prince Donovan wear a mask at all events?" Silja asked Priscilla.

The lady looked at her for a moment before replying.

"Yes, whenever he met outsiders or in events like this," She answered. 

"Why? Is he disfigured?" Silja lifted her eyebrow. Her question was purely based on curiosity but the woman in front of her took it in a totally different way.

"No, but no one knows why the prince does certain things, and no one dares to ask," she said. Lady Priscilla then looked at the man sitting like a tyrant, her eyes lingered on him for a while before she shifted them back.

'Mysterious huh?' Silja sneered in her head.

Soon she saw the selected female knights walking on the ground. One of the men introduced them and then they announced 

starting of the competition.

In the first half, a few army soldiers and knights fought healthy matches to spice things up.

Their strength and speeds were incredible and Silja was amazed.

After all, they were dragons, stronger and faster than humans. They also possess very good senses of smell and vision.

It would be a lie to say that Silja wasn't afraid. 

She will never be their match.

She has experienced how dangerous these creatures can be when she set her foot in Northcrest.

As the first round was over it was almost night time and the whole arena was now lit up with lamps. 

Soon the second round and the main event started.

The first woman who walked into the arena was a lady from the Nobel family.

She chose hand to hand combat and only after a few exchanges of blows she was eating dust, the same story followed by two more girls who were defeated effortlessly.

The next woman who entered was lady Meghan.

As Lady Priscilla has told before, the woman chose hand to hand combat.

The knight fighting in front of her also looked stronger.

Both the women circled each other before the fight started.

Instead of fighting Meghan took a defending approach.

She didn't attack and just tried to defend herself.

While her opponent was fighting with all power which exhausted her pretty soon.

This fight continued longer than the previous ones. At one point in time, Meghan looked like she was going to break and accept defeat.

The knight threw her to the ground and was about to push her. Meghan caught her from the waist and threw her on the ground before climbing on top of her.

And in the next second everyone saw her giving a hard blow on the knight's face and then pushing her to the ground.

With one last move, her opponent was defeated.

Next was Lady Gwendolyn. She chose a sword and she failed terribly. The woman has no dragon form and was weak so het defeat didn't surprise anyone.

After her two more women won the fight and then it was Jade's turn.

Unlike Meghan, Jade didn't play any game and defeated her opponent.

They fought hard and Jade was able to win at last.

Then it was lady Olivia's turn.

As expected by Priscilla she chose a sword.

And everyone present agreed to one thing: that the woman was great with her moves.

Her speed was incredible and so was her strength and sharpness. Her body was petite but it gave her an advantage to move freely and more speedily.

From all the participants her dragon was much stronger. 

The knight who was fighting with her was bleeding from all her limbs in just a few exchanges of moves.

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Olivia was ruthless and sharp, everyone present held their breath as she knocked her opponent on the ground and thrust her spear down on her throat with lightning speed.

But she stopped just before it could touch her throat.

The whole stadium started to clap and cheer for her as she smiled victoriously looking ahead of her at the highest platform where Donovan and the royal family were sitting.

"I never knew lady Olivia was this powerful," Samuel commented.

"She must have been practising hard ever since her father announced this ceremony," Zivan replied as he popped a roasted peanut in his mouth.

"You are lucky brother, if you marry her you will get a hard working and super-strong wife," Zivan slowly nudged his elbow on Don's hand. In return, he received a cold glare.

"I need a wife not a knight or a soldier," Don said in a cold tone.

Zivan rolled his eyes.

"Then why are you allowing them to fight for you? Not that I mind. It's quite amusing to look at them trying to please you in various ways. And then I look at you, all irritated and ready to snap their necks,"  Zivan smiled widely. (Check comments for Zivan's picture)

King Zachary and Abrielle heard their son and exchanged looks.

"The next participant is the princess of Atlanea, Lady Silja," the announcer announced her name and Silja stood up slowly.

All the audience started to murmur slowly.

They were shocked that even a human princess was here to take part in the competition.

Amidst all the chartering, Silja found herself walking towards the main ground.

"Carefull, milady," Mira said, Silja nodded her head and walked forward.

"What method do you want to choose Princess Silja?" The announcer asked. Silja, who was standing in front of an array of different weapons, looked at her options.

She took her sweet time to choose while all the eyes were looking at her.

On the high platform.

"I'm still confused, how all of a sudden the human king decided not to just join hands with us but also sent his precious daughter alone," Zivan commented. 

Hearing him Donovan also looked at him, Agreeing to his words.

"No...wait, the main question is who sent them the invite because I clearly remember not including the name in the list?" Zivan looked confused.

Donovan then looked at his father who was looking ahead of him as his eyes glued to a human girl.

"We shouldn't let her take part," Donovan told his father.

"What do you mean?" Evan who was purposely ignoring them turned to look at his son.

"She is human, how can she be matched to a dragon," Donovan stated with his usual face.

"This is not a real fight, our fighters will not hurt the princess," Zachary said and looked at his son.

Looks like the spark is ignited. He lifted his brow in amusement.

"Furthermore, it's her free will to take part or not. She can back off if she wants to." Zachary said.

Donovan pursed his lips not saying anything else.

But he couldn't help but look at the girl in the arena standing In front of various weapons.

She was clearly jumping in the war which she can not win but still not backing off.

So much so for saying that she wasn't doing this for him.

A mocking smirk settled on his face.

Somewhere in the back of his mind, he was anticipating to see what she had under her sleeves that was giving her confidence.

His eyes fell on the small figure standing in the vast arena. 

He was ready to be surprised by her like every time she did.

On the other hand, silja took a sharp breath before pointing out the long sharp spear. 

The man smiled and nodded his head, and handed the weapon to her.

Silja took the cold weapon in her hand. 

The handle was made from a strong wooden stick and the blade was shiny and sharp.

It was heavy.

More than the one she used to use back in Atlanea. 

Silja took a deep breath and held it with both hands before putting the one end on the ground.

She looked up and saw a lean woman walking out in the middle of the arena.

One another female soldier came and helped silja wear a protecting shield so she wouldn't receive any fatal injuries.

The knight took her spear with ease and played with it, moving it in circles.

Silja took a deep breath and they both took a step closer.

Silja held her spear with both hands and pointed out the blade towards the knight she was fighting.

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