The Crown's Entrapment



The skies above them seemingly matched the atmosphere around them, rapidly turning gray as thunderclouds started forming. Then…

"Amon!"

Thunder rolled as an arrow flew right past Amon's ear. The arrowhead nicked him ever so slightly, but otherwise, not even a single drop of blood escaped from his broken skin... Beside him, Bella stood stock still as she watched him not even move an inch. As he expected, he was right. The young king was too nervous to even land a straight shot.

Still, he was technically attacked, and that was all the reason he needed to fight back.

"Well?" Amon taunted. "I gave you your chance. Any other words?"

King Moller stammered as he fell on his horse. Bella was quick to move by his side, her stance at the ready once more as the assassins around them seemingly began to move. Now was where the real fight would start.

"K-Kill him! Don't let him leave this place alive!"

Another thunderclap echoed from above as the trees seemingly began to attack. Moving quickly, Amon assumed his own stance as he began to fend off arrow after arrow flying right at them. They were slow, and he didn't even need to use his all to deflect them.

Beside him, Bella shot off to the nearest tree, her movements quick as a werewolf as she systematically began to throw assassin after assassin down on the ground. She moved like a blur, but Amon was quick enough to follow her movements as he began to follow up her throws by pummeling any assassin that was dumb enough to try and get back up.

While all of this was happening, Amon made sure to keep an eye on the stuttering king who was currently mewling on the ground. Clearly, this kid bit off more than he could chew, and he could only watch as they both destroyed his supposed assassins before they could even get a scratch on him.

"That's all of them," Bella scoffed as she landed by his side. She dusted off her hands, looking absolutely disappointed as she sighed. "They didn't even put up a fight."

"All the more to our advantage then," Amon scoffed. "I'll get the King back up on his feet. We have to take him back with us later."

"Way ahead of you there, Your Majesty."

Crossing his arms, Amon watched as Bella quickly picked the young king off the ground and put him back on his horse. Raising an eyebrow at her, he then grabbed the horse's reins and began pulling it with him as they returned to their scheduled journey. He guessed female werewolves like Bella were too strong for him to worry about. Yet, he couldn't help but think that he should be the one protecting her and not the other way around. 

"Your Majesty, it's starting to rain."

Amon sighed as he looked up at the sky. It looked like they were out of luck today, being ambushed and now a storm was coming. He then turned to Bella who grabbed their horse.

She moved so fast like an alluring warrior.

Amon wanted to knock his own head because of how his mind was working lately. Did he really need to add alluring at the thought of her as a warrior?

With Bella now trailing behind him, Amon went ahead and tried to navigate the forest. Having been left behind, they had no guide to lead them, and with the rain seemingly starting to get stronger, it was clear that they had no hopes of getting out of this mess. At least until the sky cleared back up again.

It also didn't help that his ears were starting to ring for some reason. Something felt off but he ignored it as he tried to find a shelter for them. He didn't want Bella to get soaked in the rain and get sick.

Amon gulped as he realized how he had this urge to take care of Bella. It was probably that same feeling he had before when he was Osman. After all, Bella told him that he was as good to her as Osman.

"We should find shelter for now," Bella suggested behind him. "The rain's making it hard to see through the trees."

"Agreed," Amon nodded. He was distracted… And it was because of how Bella's clothes got wet and became some kind of see-through to his eyes. She had those perfect curves for a woman that any man would go crazy for. She was blessed for rounded chests and he wondered if it would ever fit on his palm and…

"Damn it!" Amon cursed out loud. He couldn't believe how he even got the time to have this kind of wicked thought! Was he deprived of a woman that long for him to be like that?

"What's wrong? I'm sure we'll find a shelter soon, Your Majesty," Bella commented from behind. She was so clueless about why he was cursing. It was not about the storm or the shelter but because of his wicked mind.

Pushing through the poor visibility, they both scoured their general area until they finally found some shelter in the form of a shallow cave. It wasn't much, but it would have to do until the rain let up.

"Let's rest for a bit," Bella told him as she went and secured their wayward king with the bit of rope that they had with them. "Are you alright?"

Amon blinked, his vision blurring ever so slightly. He started feeling hot all over his body as well.

"I'm fine, Bella. Tend to our king over there for now. Make him comfortable." he managed to speak. 

Shaking his head, he sat down on the nearest available stump to him. His vision was starting to get blurry for some reason, and he supposed that a quick nap would fix things.

"Your Majesty?" Bella called but he felt too sleepy to answer her.

Yes… He was just tired. This wasn't anything… He just had to get some rest…