Broken heart of a warrior (ON HOLD)

Chapter 7

Waiting for the princess outside by the car was nerve racking.  It seriously was taking more effort than I realized knowing I was going have to protect her.  This is truly an act of personal sacrifice and test of my control.  However, Master assured me that all will be well.  He has entrusted me to be strong maintain my honor and word as a Warrior to him that I would defend her as I would any other assignment.  I am seriously going to need a run after when I´m done with her today.  I will not intentionally let harm come to her and let Master or my unit down.  I have a job to do even if I really don’t want to. 

We have been standing here waiting for her out in the sun for the past half hour.  The car has been secured and now just need her highness to bring her annoying self out so we can go.  This is ridiculous. What was taking so long, I honestly don’t know why it takes anyone so much time to get ready.  It is not like another layer of make-up will do her any good. It is insane how she disregards others time.  Oh and lets not even talk about her wardrobe.  It disgusts me that she is to be the future Queen.  When that happens I will make sure I am far away and Siberia sounds perfect place to live out the rest of my life.  Till then I will focus on ignoring her, her voice, her slutty ways, and focus on the job.  No one ever said I had to like it just had to keep her alive for the time being.  Master made me a promise and I know he will not let me down.  I can do this without killing her.  I might fantasize about it thought, so no promises there.  But for now, she needs to stay alive.  One day she will get hers in return. 

Axel kept cursing under his breath for the last twenty minutes when he rumbles, “Where is she? Damn that woman!”  I’m trying to keep my frustration to myself but the ranting is wearing on my nerves just the same.  But after standing in the blazing sun in our full Warrior gear I start to waver.  I can feel beads of sweat rolling down my spine where the thick black leather gear was trapped as the temperature rises.  Man I hate that feeling it makes me itch.  “She´ll come but if she doesn’t hurry I might lose my mind and I take it out of her hide.” I growled under my breath.

“Well if she doesn´t…” he didn´t even get to finish the sentence when her royal ass decided to joined us. I had to take a double take at her, she out did herself.  She had more make-up than before and that dress!  Seriously, I don’t even think you can you could call that a dress, it was two sizes too small, suctioned to her body and barely covering her assets.  Her long blonde hair was bouncing around her head in tiny ringlets as flounce her ass over in 3” high heels. Can you believe this?  Who goes to the mall in high heels?  Obviously she does. 

With her higher than mighty attitude, Clarynn looks at us and snaps, “Well we can go now!  What are you waiting for a Santa Claus?” Augh!  I honestly want to just wipe the smirk off her face.  It would just take a second and bring me so much pleasure.  There was not even a hint of apology for her tardiness.  Lord help me, how am I going handle being by her all day I cannot stand look at her much less tolerate her voice.  I stood there watching her as she sashays past Axel and headed to the car.  In that moment a car arrived.  We stood there waiting to see who just arrived when a moment later the Queen emerged from the vehicle.  She made eye contact with Axel and me and gave us a genuine smile.  It was rare for a Warrior to elicit any friendliness from others outside our group and I was somewhat taken back by the real warmth sent in our direction.  Most see us and walk the other way some even run.  It’s not shocking we are the vile monsters your parents warned you about we are Warriors.  But for some reason the Queen did not shy from our presence.  She embraced us with a smile and respect of our position.  However, the moment she fixed her gaze on Clarynn, we watched as her smile fade into a scowl.  It was clear she disliked the princess and it was clear as day.  The Queen glided up to Clarynn before she entered the car.

“What are you wearing?” she demanded.  The Queen held stern expression and her eyes narrowed down on Clarynn as she spoke.  There was no love between them and if I was not mistaken that was some hate radiating out the queen.