Three years passed in the brink of an eye and soon Jun was eighteen.
Now he truly was a sturdy strong man who excelled not only in swordsmanship but also magic. (Of course he only showed his magic in front of Sylvia though.)
He was also tall and lean with a muscular physique. His silver colored short hair paired beautifully with his golden tanned skin from always training vigorously outside.
Yes, he was stunningly handsome.
All the maids gently swooned for the handsome well built young man. After all he was of marriageable age and still had no signs of a fiance. But still, they didn't dare approach, after all, Jun only had eyes for one person, his dear Princess Sylvia.
For the past three years he had been especially clingy, always right next to Sylvia protecting her so that she couldn't get so much as a scratch.
He never wanted to see her hurt. But still, he kept his emotions in check, he knew he was still a knight, no one would accept their union if he didn't become at least a commander level rank. Moreover he was sure Sylvia would never look at him as a potential partner until he worked his way up.
That didn't mean he dared give up! Silently he was working his way up to commander position in order to one day break off Sylvia's engagement and instead marry her.
Yes, he was already starting to scheme ways in which to move up in rank quicker.
As he was thinking this, Sylvia's thoughts were on something completely different.
It was nearing the end of the plot, the time for the next King to be crowned was coming soon.
Silently Sylvia began to muse. All these years she had carefully taught Jun about politics and magic, now she was convinced he could succeed as Dandars new King.
No matter what, as long as he was the strongest magic user he would be accepted as King.
Yes, he would steal the ML's position.
As the day arrived for the new Kings Summon Sylvia contently went with Jun to Dandar's capital.
Now was the time to reveal her trump card. In one fowl swoop she would destroy the plot and crown Jun as King.
All this time she had been teaching Jun and keeping him on the side lines in order to avoid the conflict for the crown, now would be his time to shine.
It wasn't long before the carriage arrived at Dandar's palace and Sylvia was led by a handful of maids into the royal hall.
Just like years before, the hall was completely packed with nobles and royalty.
It had been quite a few years since the last Kings Summon. All those years had been hard for the third prince, Prince Valentine, finally it was his time to shine... or so everyone thought.
Quietly Sylvia started to make her way through the crowd but unlike last time, instead of everyone staring at her, everyone stared at the tall handsome man silently accompanying her from behind.
The nobles began to whisper wondering just who he was and his relation to the Princess.
Sylvia lightly laughed in her head. 'Good, let their imaginations run wild.'
Quickly she made her way to the front where she was seated next to a despondent Prince Keefe.
All these years he had unknowingly taken on her task as being the villain. And like the original Villain, it never paid off.
Rather, Sylvia was sure Prince Valentine now had a substantial amount of information to put away the First prince once Prince Valentine was "supposedly" crowned King.
Unfortunately the First prince was likely too dumb to realize this and was instead sad that his schemes had never worked out all these years.
As Sylvia sat down, Jun took his position, loyally standing right behind Sylvia's chair to show that he was her knight. Ready to defend his princess if anything were to happen.
As he looked around his dark eyes looked down on the stupid prince, he had never forgotten how he had hurt Sylvia. Quietly he started plotting out what would be the most efficient way to get "rid" of the prince without his princess finding out.
He was about 50% done planning when his thoughts were interrupted by the noble Harold.
"Today commences the crowning of the 9th King of Dandar. Years ago it was decided that Prince Valentine would become future heir, and now with the recent King's passing it may finally come to fruition. The ceremony for the new crowning will now commence."
All the nobles straightened out, today they would pledge their loyalty to the new King, Prince Valentine, or so they had all assumed...
The royal Harold continued. "Before the official crowning, does anyone have any objections?"
"I OBJECT! I DEMAND A MAGIC RETEST!" No one was surprised as the First Prince stood up yelling out.
Although the royal Harold had asked if there were any objections, it wasn't meant to actually be taken seriously. It was meant more so as a mandatory courtesy, much like the objections at weddings.
The noble Harold tiredly spoke "One's magic potential does not change from the time they are six. So unfortunately I cannot oblige to your objection." This was already common knowledge.
"Now we shall continue with the ceremony, if there are any more objections, speak them now or forever hold your peac-"
"I object." Sylvia coldly spoke out still maintaining a relaxed sitting position.
Everyone turned silent with surprise, no one expected the noble Harold to again be interrupted. They had expected the First Prince's objection but not Princess Sylvia's.
Although she was cold and hard to read, everyone had thought she was rather levelheaded, so to object during such a time was quite shocking.
No one knew what to do or what she was thinking.
"Why is she interrupting the ceremony?"
"I guess she's just like her fiance."
"Princess Sylvia and the third prince are meant for each other. Two peas in a pod."
The nobles began to whisper and snicker. Their former opinions of princess Sylvia drastically began to drop.
Suddenly a chilling presence filled the air.
"Huh...!?" The nobles quickly stopped.
A pair of cold piercing eyes immediately scared them into dead silence. Unexpectedly they didn't belong to Princess Sylvia but instead her mysterious knight.
He would never let anyone slander his princess when he was around.
Afterwards he looked down confused. Jun also couldn't understand why his princess had objected during the ceremony.
From her talk with the First Prince years ago he had learned that her nation and Dandar's were at odds. He wondered if she still wanted to become Dandar's Queen...
Jun clenched his fists, he wanted to grant any wish she had, but he couldn't make her Queen of Dandar...
Perhaps... If he couldn't make her Queen, he simply needed to destroy the other's nation...
Jun's thoughts turned more frightening as the ceremony continued.
"What is the reason for your objection Princess Sylvia?" Again the noble Harold tiredly spoke.
Sylvia calmly stayed sitting. "The ceremony cannot commence, after all, there is still one other candidate who has not yet had his magic tested..." Saying this Sylvia gave a small sly grin.
*Desert Note:
The maid's from afar: *All looking intently at Jun: "Become mine!
Jun: *Intently looking at the Villain: 'Become mine, become mine, become mine!'
The Villain: Looking intently at food. 'Become mine.'