《Peace Offering To The Cursed Prince》Chapter 114 - Locket
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"I am sorry," he whispered to himself as he walked to the opposite end to lay on the floor.
Lady magret heard him even though he had spoken low to himself. "Was that for me?" She asked herself as she whipped the tears off her eyes. She turned around and face the prince.
She knew he was feeling just as guilty as she was. "It was not your fault, anybody would have been angry about the words your brother said to you. He told me himself that he said those words so you would not go in his place to get me.
Maybe you are right, caused his death," Lady Magret said. She could not let the prince carry all the guilt. She did not know why but she felt really sorry for the prince.
"You do not have to try to make me feel better," prince Ericsson said. He was surprised that she talked to him after what he just said to her.
"I am not trying to make you feel better. I just thought you should know that your brother never doubted your loyalty to him. That should be what matters. I know you did not kill him and so does your brother," lady Magret said.
Prince Ericsson did not reply to her words. Knowing the truth, that his brother only said harsh words to him to protect him made him feel more guilty. He lay on his back and thought about everything.
He looked at lay Margret who was also lying on her back. He wondered if she regret coming to meet his brother. Would things have been different if she did not come?' He asked himself looking at the dark roof of the cave.
The two people did not say another word to each other after that. They both fell into their own thought.
The next day Lady Magret woke up before the prince and head into the palace to woke in the kitchen. It was quite difficult for her since she had never done a lot of things herself.
It was while she was working that she heard that the second prince has been banished and the third prince of Avalo was now the crown prince.
When she returned to the cave in the evening, she found the prince Ericsson had went hunting and was roasting the meat he killed.
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"I brought some bread and freshwater," Lady magret said setting the things with her down.
"Any news?" Prince Ericsson ignored her statement. Lady Magret nodded her head and told him what she had found out.
The two eat dinner quietly. They remain quiet even after eating and each went over to their spot to sleep. Lady Magret had gathered a lot of information about the new crown prince.
Although she did not meet him she had a feeling that he had a hand in his brother's death, after all no one will risk everything to kill the crown prince without motive or benefits.
*Ummm* lady Magret cleared her throat to get the prince's attention.
"What?" Prince Ericsson asked. He has felt like a thousand knives stabbed his heart when lady Magret told him what she has learned in the palace.
"I know you do not trust me and I understand why. You love your brother and I did too. If we are going to successfully avenge him we need to work together," Lady Magret said. She waited for a while for the prince to say something but he remain quiet so she continued talking because she was certain he was still awake.
"We can not work together if we do not trust each other, so I subject we open up to each other. I will show you my truth and you will do the same," lady Magret said.
"Are you suggesting we take an oath?" The prince asked.
"No, but I think an oath would be better, since it is hard to verify if we are really been sincere to each other," Lady Magret nodded her head.
"Fine, I will go hunting and bring a sheep, from the royal farm. My brother and I had a lot of those and we can use it to swear the oath. While I am gone, you can try to sneak to my quarter and bed-chamber. I have an elephant skin bag under my bed. There I stored a lot of gold coins. Get it and return here.
After the oath, we should leave the palace tonight, I am sure no one is looking for me anymore, which makes it the best time to leave the palace and get a small house," Prince Ericsson instructed and left without waiting for Lady Magret to respond.
"Did he just trust me with his gold coins or is this some sort of trap?" Lady Magret asked herself. "There is only one way to find out," she answered after a short pause before changing into her male outfit.
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She used the darkness as her shield. It took a while before she learned the direction of prince Ericsson's quarter.
Luckily for her, all the maids that worked in that Quater left, and so she could it easy to gain access into his bed Chamber. It was like he had said. She found the Elephant bag and the gold coins were still inside.
She picked the bag up and was about to leave when she decided to also pick the bed cover since the prince had slept on the floor the previous night. She also pick up a new robe for him so that he could dress like a man again.
The weight of everything she took was a bit heavy, she was about to leave when she noticed a painting of prince Edward so she took that too.
Once outside the quarter, she hid herself waiting for a prey. It took a while before a guard passed by. She immediately cast the enslave spell on him. Making him carry the thing into the wood and close to the waterfall.
She then commands him to return to the palace and forget all that happened. The man did as was told and left without question.
Lady Magret pulled the things down the rest of the way into the cave. "I still find it hard to believe that you are a noble lady when you find it so easy to steal," prince Ericsson said when he saw her drag the bag into the cave.
"I also find it difficult to believe that you are a prince if you can have a woman steal for you,' lady Magret replied with a smile.
" I did not expect you to go. I thought you would only take a few coins if you went. How did you manage to carry all this without getting caught?" Prince Ericsson asked.
"I have my ways, here," she said giving him the robe and bed cover. " I thought you will need it," she said as she hand prince Edward's painting she had carried along.
Prince Ericsson was surprised that she brought more things. "Shall we take the oath now?" Lady Magret asked when she successfully hanged the painting.
"There is no need, I trust you," He said.
Hum, Lady Magret was surprised by his reply. "I know of the gold placed on my head for anyone who caught me or give useful information on how to find me.
A person like you who can steal from the palace without getting caught does not need me alive. You could have sold me out for the money or steal this but you did not do that. Moreover, I have a feeling that if you wanted me dead you would have done it already," prince Ericsson explained.
"So this was some kind of test?" Lady Magret Raised her brows. "Call it that if you want," prince Ericsson nodded his head.
"It is a good thing that you trust me, but we would take the oath. This will guaranty that we could trust each other fully and not betrayed each other. We are doing this for the man we both love.
Prince Ericsson agreed with her and they killed the sheep and swore an oath that night. After which they decided to leave the place at midnight.
That night they slept in an inner. Prince Edward wore her woman outfit so that one could recognize him.
That night they slept in a brothel. Early the next morning they looked for an abandoned house at the outskirts of the Royal city of Avalo to live in.
Since it was the time for war, abandoned houses like that were easy to find. Prince Ericsson chose the one that looked as though it has been abandoned the longest.
It took them three days and nights to finish cleaning it. " I will have to join soldier if we would have a chance of taking revenge," prince Ericsson said when they were done with their dinner the third night.
"You will get easily recognized," lady Magret frowns her brows.
"Not if I get some disguise, will join the men of a rich household. Not many people know what I really look like," prince Ericsson reasons.
" I can help with your disguise, you should join the royal Amy.. No matter what they are the most respect," Lady Magret said as she brought out a locket.
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