THE Knight's Hidden Princess
Chapter 201: Dared To

Chapter 201: Dared To

DAHLIA POV

I gripped my sword tightly prepared to defend myself when all of a sudden, I was shoved to the side and Branderson stepped forward with nothing but an iron rod in his hand which he used to block the attack of one of the soldiers who had swung with his sword. The clash of iron and steel could be heard clearly as Branderson faced off the soldier, gritting his teeth as he shoved the soldier away.

Branderson might have been locked up in the prison and treated poorly but there was no denying the fact that he was strong. The soldier might be better looking than him but Branderson was bigger and he used that to his advantage. From my peripheral vision, I saw another of the soldier advance towards Branderson. I immediately sprang into action.

Gripping my sword tight, I ran forward blocking the attack before it could reach Branderson. My limbs screamed in protest but I ignored it and focused on the burning anger that I kept locked away after months of staying in this place. Shoving him backwards, I spun to the other side swinging my sword which made a quick cut to the soldier’s side. He grunted in pain but I wasn’t done yet, without giving any momentum to collect himself, I flipped my sword using my wrist before I drove t into his side that was without armor.

The soldier went down without any fight and I turned only to see Branderson fending off two soldiers who were trying to take him down. At first I considered helping him but it turns out that he could hold his own in a fight. Branderson moved fast even though he was big, he moved and struck with his iron, each strike more harder than the last which I had no doubt was from years of being locked up. He fought like this was the only chance he had to release his pent up frustration.

His iron rod clashing with the swords filled the air and I was quite positive the iron must be heavy and hurting his wrist. Branderson didn’t seem to mind because the look on his face was one of pure anger. He twisted to the side and used the iron rod to knock away the arm of the soldier causing his sword to fall down to the ground. Before he could say anything else Branderson rammed the iron rod through his left eye. The people gasped in horror as blood spurt out, some fell on Branderson’s face as the soldier fell down to the ground.

"Brandy, watch out!" I yelled when the third soldier approached Branderson who turned slowly but it was already too late.

The soldier used his sword to cut Branderson on his back. I watched as Branderson let out a small grunt in response. I decided to step in just then. Lifting my sword and testing the weight slightly in my arms, I threw it at the soldier who turned just in time to block it by using his sword to counter the attack.

A smirk formed on his face which I returned, it was already too late. Branderson grabbed the soldier’s neck and he one swift movement, he twisted it to the side.

Breathing heavily, Branderson looked up from the crumpled soldier’s body before he gazed up at me. "And what exactly did I say about calling me that name?"

"Got your attention didn’t it?" I threw back to which Branderson smiled at, "Alright, come on, let us get out of here before they send more guards after us." I said just as soon as we heard a loud explosion.

The explosion caused the walls to tremble violently. Cracks appeared on the walls along with a few dusts from the ceiling. We needed to get out of here fast! I thought to myself just as the prisoners released a small scream as they shuffled forward running towards the exit, their fear palpable.

I followed after them, holding my sword just as we ran towards where Reagan was. He was going to know what to know what to do. We ran forward just as we heard more of the chaos that was happening in the arena. The sounds of metals clashing against each other and the angry sounds of men yelling filled my ears as I ran towards the long corridor.

The battle must be getting really strong then I thought to myself just as we rounded up a corridor when the door suddenly burst open and more guards trooped in. Everyone screamed as they shuffled backwards but it was only Nikolai and some of the men.

"It’s okay." I assured them just as Branderson stepped forward to take a defensive stance. "They are my men." I said just as Nikolai approached us.

Nikolai scanned my body, clenching his jaw tightly when he saw the blood bleeding from my shoulder. I shifted backwards, suddenly feeling small and weak in front of him. I was the lady of the house, I was supposed to be strong not weak.

Smiling, I grabbed my shoulder. "I am alright, it’s just a flesh wound. It wasn’t deep." I assured him again but the look on Nikolai’s face showed he didn’t believe me.

He then suddenly bowed his head at me, "It’s a pleasure to see you once again my lady." He said his voice filled with an emotion that was rare from Nikolai.

I smiled shyly at him and I was about to say something else when I heard a loud shout. I turned to look at Nikolai, "Reagan?"

"Reagan will handle the rest, he ordered me to get you to safety." Nikolai responded his tone switching into a commanding one as he gently grabbed my arm.

But I refused to leave, I still wanted to stay to fight. "I can’t leave Reagan alone, I have to go help him."

"Reagan isn’t alone my lady." Nikolai responded as he maneuvered me gently towards the corridor just as there was another explosion, "Killian and Bjorn are with him, along with some of our best men."

"But..."

"Oh for fuck’s sake Dahlia!" Nikolai yelled out startling me for a minute, "Can you just stop fighting for a minute and let someone help you? You’ve been fighting for months now, so please just shut up and let us help!" Nikolai’s voice showed that he doesn’t want any argument.

I grinned as I stared up at him. "Oh well, if you insist." He said and he just smiled wryly at me because even though I was smiling there was no doubt that he could see how tired I was.

Shaking his head while muttering something that I was sure was him calling me stubborn under my breath, he grabbed my arm gently as he led me away and for the first time in months, I allowed myself to be taken care of.

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REAGAN POV

The smell of blood hung heavily in the air, followed by the sound of armor clashing against each other and the angry war cry of men. Steel against steel crashed against each other as bodies dropped down to the ground. The soldier in front of me fought well but in the end he was no match for me, I wasted no time in driving my sword inside his chest and retracting it back in one fluid movement. His eyes rolled to the back of his head as he fell down to the ground. Another person rushed forward using his shield to pick me up before he slammed me down to the ground.

I groaned but there was no time for me to recover because he raised his shield again prepared to attack me but before could, he had an arrow get pierced into his lung. I rolled out of the way before he could fall down on me and I looked up only to see Bjorn holding an arrow.

I stood up from the ground and I nodded my head at him in acknowledgement before I turned to look at the battle field. We were winning the battle. They were no match for us because our men were stronger, they were faster and we were more in numbers than them so they never stood a chance against us from the very beginning.

Beside me Bjorn nocked his arrow, already looking for the next target, Killian on the other hand fought fiercely and some of the soldiers were fleeing. I smiled pleased with the result of how everything went just as we had planned. I had hoped that Nikolai had managed to get Dahlia out of this place because I was going to burn it all down, I would reduce it to ashes.

I was still looking around when I saw one person crawling away from the rumbles. I immediately recognized him as the soldier who Dahlia had been terrified of, the one person who had dared to lay his hands on what belonged to me.

He wasn’t going to be going anywhere, not alive anyway!