Chapter 9: The Queen of the Hunt’s Tribute

“Hey, are you sleeping?”

This familiar deep voice wakes me up from my nap.

Bathing in the sunlight, my golden hair softly sweeps along the gentle wind as I slowly open my eyes.

I was reading on a bench in the park lying close to my university before falling asleep.

“You’re going to get an insolation.”

The blonde man who is leaning in front of me is my younger brother. With his 194 centimeters and 95 kg of muscles, he might seem like a brute, but he’s actually kind and smart.

“Is your class over?” I ask him, yawning.

“Yes, it is, I need to head home to work on my assignments. Wanna come?”

I stand up without answering and begin to walk with him.

“What’s the topic?” I ask.

“Persia.”

“Again?”

“It’s my favorite.” He claims, smiling.

“So, you can choose your assignments?”

“To some extent.”

We chat casually like we used to for half an hour while walking under the setting spring sun.

But I know this might be the last time we share this walk, and I try to find a way to tell him.

My brother who has noticed my disarray guessed what was the cause and when we reach the house, he finally asks me:

“So, when are you moving in with your fiancé?”

“Tonight…” I awkwardly announce, blushing.

“Tonight?!”

“Sorry, I couldn’t tell you but I’m not going home, I was just walking with you.”

“Oh, I see. Is it solved? You know… With his father?”

“Yeah, he found the strength to tell him a few days ago…”

We silently stare at each other until I burst into tears and hug his big body with all my strength.

“Oooh why all that? It’s not like we’ll never see each other again.”

“Thank you… I’m so relieved… We can live together… If his father… Refused that to us… I would kill him… I’m so happy… Yet, I can’t stop… I’m going to miss you… I love you…” I articulate between my loud sobs.

“There, there.” He says while cuddling my head stuck in his embrace. “You really love him, right?”

“Yes!”

“So, everything is going to be alright, I’ll come see you once in a while and you can come see me too.”

“I will!”

“And if that old fart decides to put himself in front of my dearest sister’s happiness, I would be the one to kill him.”

“Really?”

“Of course, all those big muscles have gotta be of use.”

Still stuck to him, and with snot hanging from my nose to my chin, I make the most ridiculous smile. At this precise moment, I feel like the most blessed woman alive.

 

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EPISODE 4: HEADHUNT

 

I suddenly wake up with a massive headache.

That sounds like something Abhi would say…

But this brat was right, we should have installed a bed and blankets down here.

While I silently stand up, I realize I forgot something important…

MY COCOA!

I jump upstairs at the speed of light and dash into the living room, only to find this stupid idiot girl who definitely had a sip of it before fainting on our sofa.

“What the heck is wrong with her?”

Her shirt’s sleeves are stained with dried blood, and she’s got small cuts and scars scattered all around her arms and hands. They’re thin enough that nobody would notice them from afar.

I look at her face more closely to check if she’s just asleep only to find out she has been crying all night.

I can’t be mad at her now if she’s like that!

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I try to take the mug back from her hands that hold it firmly despite being asleep but the moment I do, she instantly opens her eyes.

“I… Uh…” She stutters.

“This is my mug.” I answer.

“T-t-t-t-this is your mug!” She finally let go of it.

“Is your brain damaged?” I ask while moving away to the kitchen and pouring the cocoa back in the pot, which I put on the hotplates.

“N-no! I’m sorry for taking it without asking, I-.” She quickly wipes her face with her sleeves.

“So, you are? Well, I don’t care anymore. Good job for getting the old man here in a single piece.”

“I-is he okay? Wait, you call him an old man too… Isn’t he a prince?”

“Of course not, we live in a republic, there is no king or prince in this country.”

Did she even go to school?

“I knew it … he’s an impostor…” she says in a low voice.

“It’s just the name he chose to contact the agency-”

“Wait, what time is it?” She interrupts me while standing up.

“It’s almost 7 a.m.”

“Oh crap! I’m going to get scolded!”

“By whom?” I ask while pouring the warm cocoa back in my mug.

“My sister… She’s crazy…” She answers nervously.

I sip a bit of my favorite drink and walk back to the living room.

“Is she the reason you cried?”

“I CRIED?!” she yells while wiping her own face again.

“Sorry it was insensitive of me to ask that. In the end you were a big help and even though you’re an airhead, you seem pretty skilled for someone your age. If you have nowhere else to go, you’re welcome to stay here-.”

Why do I say all that? I thought I didn’t like her. Is it pity? I thought I didn’t have that anymore.

But my surge of benevolence gets once again interrupted, not by this girl, but this time by Abhi who ran up here from the basement.

“Schwa! He woke up! He’s saying something! Come quickly!”

I jump around and ready myself to run to the basement again, but I turn to DIANA instead and hand her the cocoa.

“Drink this, I don’t want to spill it in my run, and warming it a third time would waste it.”

She accepts it while bowing her head, and so I run after Abhi to the basement.

Indeed, he’s murmuring something, so I get beside his head and put my ear to his mouth while Abhi is checking on his heartbeat and blood pressure.

“-Kill ESMERALDA.”

Did I hear this right? ESMERALDA? The woman who was our partner just a few hours ago? I thought she was dead!

“But she died in the explosion!”

“My phone…”

I look around the place and try to recall where we put his phone. It must be inside his jacket’s pockets.

I finally take it out and show it in front of him.

“Read the notes … everything is explained there… ESMERALDA is a traitor… She killed my son … kill her… I will pay you … with all my fortune … 500 million … and then you’re free to go…” He achieves pronouncing before fainting again.

All that money… You know how to motivate people, old man!

“His vitals are low but he’s fine,” says Abhi. “I’m going to sleep.”

“500 million…” I repeat.

“Hm, I said I’m going to slee-”

“ABHI!” I shout. “DID YOU HEAR? 500 MILLION TO KILL ONE BITCH!”

“Yeah, I heard it, I said I’m going to sleep we can do it tomorr-”

“ABHI LOCATE THAT WOMAN IMMEDIATELY! I’M GOING TO LOOK INTO THAT OLD MAN’S PHONE AND SEE IF I CAN FIND ANYTHING! FIVE HUNDRED FUCKING MILLION! DO YOU UNDERSTAND? JUST THINK ABOUT ALL THE THINGS WE CAN BUY WITH THAT MONEY?”

“Right now, I’d like to buy more coffee.”

Watching Abhi’s tired face despite my hype makes me burst into laughter. The real reason why I’m so happy is because I’m finally given a mission that is in accordance with my specialty.

Indeed, I might be bad at keeping old men safe, but if someone needs a bullet, I will deliver it wherever it may be.

Tonight, when the moon will rise, the Queen of the Hunt shall exhibit her prowess once again, and two green jewels will be paid as a tribute.

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