The King's Last Heir

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Ellinor fires another arrow at her targets it's hits a bull's eye effortlessly.

Her forehead was covered in sweat and her expression was very grim and upset! She fires another arrow yet again and it pierced through the arrow that was already on the board!

She could do this in her sleep and she certainly wasn't braging or showing off. Ellinor was just that prefect!

Ellinor glances down at her finger and realises that she had cut herself by accident.

The pain stung but she seemed very calm and insensitive to the big cut on her finger.

Blood drips to the floor and she watches it in silence..

Rose’s words echoed in het head like a nahging headache or worse still, a terrible nightmare!

Of course, she will upset that the mlMaster decided to give someone like Keith a job that ought to be carried out by her!

It was a huge blow to her and her level of swordsmanship! It was almost a dent to her ego as a person!

She had trained and practised so hard for this as though it was her life mission, only to be passed on to someone else!

Ellinor couldn't be any more upset about the current situation! It's only made her angry just thinking about it!

Maybe she should have let Keith go after the prince that night and let him get himself killed or something!

She would rather have that than face this horrible humiliation.

The facts that the Master even adored Keith enough to want him at the same table tonight only made things worse!

There's a chance that he could replace her easily!

Was it anger or bitterness? She wasn't quite sure!

She picks up another arrow and fires on the board but this time, she missed!

If there was one thing she had learnt, it was not allowing her emotions get the better of her judgement…

But as it is, she had let that cloud her judgement based on her training with Keith.

She wasn't sure why the Master had picked him instead but she had to learn to trust his judgement regardless of her emotions.

Ellinor picks one more hour and fires. Sure enough, she hits hwr target effortlessly..

If she's going to be the one to train Keith then, she had better train him to be the best in the entire mansion..

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Without thinking, Ellinor tossed the bucket of water on his face and as expected , Keith jumps out if bed fighting for his life!

Ellinor chuckles, she was never getting use to that reaction from him!

Keith stated at him, puzzled. What kind of a sick and twisted man's Ellinor? Enjoying his misery more than his victory?!

“Why do you keep doing that?!” Keith demanded.

His bed was soaked with water and so wete his clothes.

“You want me to teach you how to fight. Lesson one, be ready to be caught off guard” Ellinor tossed the bucket at Keith who caught it just before it hits him hard in the shine..

Ellinor stepped out of the room, leaving Keorh confused. Is that a good sign or should he run for his life?

Keith drops the bucket in the corner and follows Ellinor, trying his best to hide his eagerness.

“If this is going to be me counting beans again in the sun…” Keith started

He had made up his mind that if Ellinor tells him to count those cursed beans again, he would walk away and there was nothing that would stop him from going to meet Paula for help!

“That would be your punishment if you keep failing “

Keith was confused as they stepped into the training ground.

“If I keep failing? What is that supposed to mean? I am confused”

Ellinor drops her sword to the side and pulls a stick like person with twin wrapped all around it, towards Keith.

He stared at the figure in confusion, wondering what they were about to get into now..

The sun was hot and shining mercilessly on the ground. It wasn't going to be an easy training no matter what they start off with first..

“What is this?” Keith asked.

“In wrestling, you want to make sure that you hit your target in the right place. What happens if you do hit your target in the right place and it had little to no effect?”

Keith hasn't really thought about that but Ellinor sure had a point.

“You get beaten up”

“That's true. If you want every part you hit during a wrestle, to send unbearable amount of pain to your target, you need to keep hitting the twine until it taut and weak” Ellinor offered.

Keith glanced at the twine, it was really tight and thick but shouldn't be that difficult to hit until its taut.

He chuckled in disbelief, he should get this done in less than an hour.

“This should be easy” he said with a cocky smile.

“No part of my training is easy. If you do this with a relaxed face, you will be shocked at what happens” Ellinor said, giving him am heads up.

Keith glanced at her in disbelief and threw a strong punch at the three figure only to hear his own bone crack.

Keith was trying so hard to keep his scream in his head while his face was covered in sweat and hands throbing terribly.

Ellinor could tell he wanted to scream so she took a step back and sighed.

“Let it out”

Keith scream sounded so much like that of a girl in distress! His knuckles were throbing badly but he felt the pain all over his body!

“I am going to say this again, from now on, your training is not going to be a easy walk in the cool of the day. Its only going to get harder” Ellinor pointed out.

“How sure am I that you're teaching me the easy things first? You already hate my guts!” Keith snapped, still in pain..

“I do hate your guts. But if I am going to train you, you had better be the best”