[CHAPTER 4] INSULT

Harris' Pov 

 

I was hesitating if I would like to go in the arena with that guy. I am completely not confident in my sword skills.  

 

"Where's the brave guy who heard someone's moan last night huh?" Luther taunted as he passes by me. He was smirking and it's obvious that he's confident with his skills. 

 

With his taunting, I gathered my confidence to step in the arena. 

We are now across each other, the students including the mages are watching us. In front of us is a red line, I guess its between the arena and it goes through the edges of the stage.  

 

"Squires, please get inside the red lines" 

 

A voice echoed the arena. The voice is only enough for this place to hear. Before I completely went inside the red line, I took my weapon. It's a 32 inches slender sword which is double bladed. The handle was color red with tint of black. 

After I successfully went inside the red line, I saw Luther and his weapon? 

A freaking KNIFE! 

Is he trying to mock me infront if everyone? 

 

"After the burst of flames subsides in front of you, you may start the fight!" The voice in the Arena continued. 

 

The voice still echoed and the both of us are waiting for the cue. I stared at him in the eyes, and it feels like I've been demoralized by his icy blue orbs. I didn't noticed that the cue started. Burst of flames appeared in front of us, and now we'll just wait for it to disappear. 

While the flames are all about to vanish, he was starting to run to my direction getting ready for his attack. At great timing, as he is near me the flames completely vanished and luckily I blocked his attack on my solar flexus. I kicked his leg and I was expecting him to bend down a little after that but he's tougher than I thought. He then did a back kick to counter me and it reached my waist. I trampled on the arena. His attack got me fored up so I kip up to stand and I was about to give him a heavy slash when--- 

 

"I surrender!" Luther exclaimed while raising both his hands and dropping the knife. 

 

This fucker just want to surrender!? Is he insulting me in front of everyone? 

 

"Harris Esqroic is our winner." The voice from the arena announced. I run toward Luther.

 

"What the heck are you doing?! Are you insulting me coward? " I angrily asked him. 

 

"Well it's just you're so fired up with this fight and so serious with it. Just not worth fighting for---" 

 

He didn't continued talking for I landed a punch on his face. I left the arena after that. 

6 months passed after the incident and I am really not interested to talk to Luther. We have the same cabin yet I do my best to avoid him. 

 

"Your Highness, are you alright? you're not yourself within these passed months. Is there anything wrong?".  

 

I didn't noticed Cyrvian was saying something beside me I just raised my eyebrows and continued to drown in my thoughts. 

I heard him snapping his fingers in front of me and this woke me to my consciousness. 

 

"What is it Cyrvian? would you stop calling me by my title or we'll get caught?" I irritatingly stated. 

 

"I am just concerned about you Your Hig--Harris". He said. 

 

I let out a sigh. We're now both walking through the corridors and this kinda made me feel deja vu. My eyes roamed around the corridor and we just arrived at the right spot, Mistress Tavich's office.  The door from the office opened and it revealed 'Luther'? 

I stopped my steps as our eyes meet. He have this soft expression towards me. Wait is he smiling? If he is not a jerk I would say his smile right now is looking sincere. 

 

"Ahem, Harris? We better get going!" Cyrvian said in a singsong voice. I stared at Cyrvian sharply. 

 

"What? Anyways, have you heard about the news spreading among the academy?"He said. 

 

"News?" I questioned as we continued to walk, leaving the corridor. 

 

"The Fiach Season" Cyrvian answered. 

 

I almost forgot, the seasonal hunt is about to begin.