Princess Lyn: Fleeting Dreams - Chapter 52
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Chapter 52

A few hours later Ball -

"You don't talk much, do you?"

Lyn was starting to form an opinion about the man named 'Rhys . ' Since he became her instructor, they spent a lot of time together . She had to admit that he was very good at it though, he teaches a lot better than Kazuya .

He was an excellent swordsman, and capable leader—as far as she could tell – a dedicated son and heir to his family . When Lyn discovered he was from the n.o.bility . Honestly, it surprised her . Considering how he usually dresses, n.o.body could tell . His crude language too . But she supposes there is a saying you can't judge a person by their outer appearance for a reason . Of course, alongside these traits, he was arrogant, the type Lyn disliked . He was the type of man who believed he was a gift to the world .

The smile on his face at times felt sharp like thorns . It was different than Kazuya's honest smile or Brothers embarra.s.sed or amused expression . Though sometimes his smile looked like a self-deprecating smirk, most of the time, his smile . But at times she sensed something behind it . Something kind .

Kind .

Lyn lifted her hand to brush away a strand of her hair The weight of the jeweled pins felt heavy and Lyn wanted to remove it . But before she could, she felt Rhys hand brush across her hair, touching the jewels .

"This is a fresh change for me . Sometimes I wonder how people can stand around and chat for so long, despite obviously hating each others company," Rhys said, "It makes it easier . "

Lyn rolled her eyes, as she knew full well who he was insulting . The woman named Beth and Rhys had dispute lately . Though Rhys does not mention it, Lyn knew it was about her . Rhys is already busy enough with his day to day work . On top of training her, the time he spent fooling around has disappeared .

The fact was: he didn't even mean to be especially demeaning, or even insulting . He just spoke his mind . But Rhys never knew how much a power a persons word held .

He most likely never considered it .

Lyn did not feel hurt by his words . She just didn't like this aspect of carelessness of his character very much .

"And I have to say; this dress fits you very well . The color suits you . "

"Thank you," Lyn thanked .

"So polite . And yet you stood up for me in front of your family recently . If I didn't know you better, I wouldn't believe I fought you before and lost . "

She said nothing to that . Below the small balcony, they were standing on, people were dancing .

"By the way, a little birdie told me something interesting . It seems like your brother the First Prince has an illegitimate child . "

At that, she turned to him eyes wide, "Is that true?"

"Who knows? But that's the rumor going around in the underground right now . Since the media hasn't caught wind of it yet, n.o.body can be sure . However, from what I see, it's real — a little boy with blonde hair and maroon eyes who is around seven years old . The description is far too accurate to be a lie, don't you think? "

. . He's right . That description is too good to be just mere rumors . But if that's the case then what about Gabrielle? Doesn't Andrew have more responsibility to take care of the seven-year-old since he's the oldest? This is bad, what will happen with those two? Just when they've sorted things out . No no, she has to remain positive . Her brother? With an illegitimate child? Despite what anybody would say - Lyn knew her brother well .

Her thoughts broke off when she felt his hand brush across her cheek .

"What is it?" Lyn questioned .

His lips curve to a smile, "I'm glad that I'm a n.o.ble; otherwise I wouldn't be able to accompany you to the ball,"

Lyn looked down, "I'm only using you," because she was . Lyn wanted to spy on Allen; that's why she came here . Lyn looked towards the direction of her fiance who was surrounded by people - rather women to be exact . A deep sigh escaped her lips . She understands it can't be helped, but it still frustrated her .

"But you know, isn't it strange that you're sneaking around like this as his fiance?"

"Like I said, be quiet," Lyn muttered . Lately, she heard some unsettling rumors about a woman being close with Allen . She wants to confirm it with her own eyes, "I have seen nothing so far, so maybe it is a bluff," she paused in mid-sentence . Right at that moment, a woman with and eyes made her way over to

Allen .

"Prince Allen, where have you been?"

the woman clung to his arm .

"Forgive me; I was too caught up in the discussion with Mr . Han . "

"Forgive us this one time for stealing him away from Lady,"

Lyn frowned, why are they acting in this manner?

"Rumor has it that the lady is his fiance . "

"No way! Didn't he have one since he was younger?"

"That's the thing; people say it's her . The hidden fiance . "

"Well, I guess that explains it . "

A complicated look appeared on Lyn's face, are they serious about that? Though she doesn't appear often, she's made several appearances in front of the public alongside Allen before . Her and this woman don't share any common traits, and their heights are different . Why do people think this way?

A few hours later Ball - You dont talk much, do you? Lyn was starting to form an opinion about the man named Rhys . Since he became her instructor, they spent a lot of time together . She had to admit that he was very good at it though, he teaches a lot better than Kazuya . He was an excellent swordsman, and capable leader—as far as she could tell – a dedicated son and heir to his family . When Lyn discovered he was from the n.o.bility . Honestly, it surprised her . Considering how he usually dresses, n.o.body could tell . His crude language too . But she supposes there is a saying you cant judge a person by their outer appearance for a reason . Of course, alongside these traits, he was arrogant, the type Lyn disliked . He was the type of man who believed he was a gift to the world . The smile on his face at times felt sharp like thorns . It was different than Kazuyas honest smile or Brothers embarra.s.sed or amused expression . Though sometimes his smile looked like a self-deprecating smirk, most of the time, his smile . But at times she sensed something behind it . Something kind . Kind . Lyn lifted her hand to brush away a strand of her hair The weight of the jeweled pins felt heavy and Lyn wanted to remove it . But before she could, she felt Rhys hand brush across her hair, touching the jewels . This is a fresh change for me . Sometimes I wonder how people can stand around and chat for so long, despite obviously hating each others company, Rhys said, It makes it easier . Lyn rolled her eyes, as she knew full well who he was insulting . The woman named Beth and Rhys had dispute lately . Though Rhys does not mention it, Lyn knew it was about her . Rhys is already busy enough with his day to day work . On top of training her, the time he spent fooling around has disappeared . The fact was: he didnt even mean to be especially demeaning, or even insulting . He just spoke his mind . But Rhys never knew how much a power a persons word held . He most likely never considered it . Lyn did not feel hurt by his words . She just didnt like this aspect of carelessness of his character very much . And I have to say; this dress fits you very well . The color suits you . Thank you, Lyn thanked . So polite . And yet you stood up for me in front of your family recently . If I didnt know you better, I wouldnt believe I fought you before and lost . She said nothing to that . Below the small balcony, they were standing on, people were dancing . By the way, a little birdie told me something interesting . It seems like your brother the First Prince has an illegitimate child . At that, she turned to him eyes wide, Is that true? Who knows? But thats the rumor going around in the underground right now . Since the media hasnt caught wind of it yet, n.o.body can be sure . However, from what I see, its real — a little boy with blonde hair and maroon eyes who is around seven years old . The description is far too accurate to be a lie, dont you think? . Hes right . That description is too good to be just mere rumors . But if thats the case then what about Gabrielle? Doesnt Andrew have more responsibility to take care of the seven-year-old since hes the oldest? This is bad, what will happen with those two? Just when theyve sorted things out . No no, she has to remain positive . Her brother? With an illegitimate child? Despite what anybody would say - Lyn knew her brother well . Her thoughts broke off when she felt his hand brush across her cheek . What is it? Lyn questioned . His lips curve to a smile, Im glad that Im a n.o.ble; otherwise I wouldnt be able to accompany you to the ball, Lyn looked down, Im only using you, because she was . Lyn wanted to spy on Allen; thats why she came here . Lyn looked towards the direction of her fiance who was surrounded by people - rather women to be exact . A deep sigh escaped her lips . She understands it cant be helped, but it still frustrated her . But you know, isnt it strange that youre sneaking around like this as his fiance? Like I said, be quiet, Lyn muttered . Lately, she heard some unsettling rumors about a woman being close with Allen . She wants to confirm it with her own eyes, I have seen nothing so far, so maybe it is a bluff, she paused in mid-sentence . Right at that moment, a woman with and eyes made her way over to . Allen . Prince Allen, where have you been?. the woman clung to his arm . Forgive me; I was too caught up in the discussion with Mr . Han . Forgive us this one time for stealing him away from Lady, Lyn frowned, why are they acting in this manner? Rumor has it that the lady is his fiance . No way! Didnt he have one since he was younger? Thats the thing; people say its her . The hidden fiance . Well, I guess that explains it . A complicated look appeared on Lyns face, are they serious about that? Though she doesnt appear often, shes made several appearances in front of the public alongside Allen before . Her and this woman dont share any common traits, and their heights are different . Why do people think this way?