"Didn't you say you were taking me to the place I will get answers to my questions so why are we here...,"
"Get out of the car and take this pathway," Chris instructed as he pointed his index finger at the narrow pathway surrounded by thick bushes.
"As long as you follow this path, you will come across a flower garden. And there you will find answers to your questions...,"
"What the hell are you saying? How could I find answers to my questions here?" Tiffany scoffed and pointed her hand at the bush at her right-hand side.
"Instead of sitting here questioning me, shouldn't you step out of the car and do as I said?" Chris mumbled his expression stern as always.
"I mean there is no way you would find out if I am telling the truth or lying if you just sit here. Am I right?" Chris queried, as he looked at the frowning lady through the rear mirror.
Tiffany stared at the pathway ahead of them that Chris pointed at earlier. She rubbed her temple as she sat there lost in thought.
[I am already here so what is the point of hesitating Tiffany? What is the worst that can happen if you decide to take on the challenge?]
She hardened her heart, grabbed the door's handle and pushed the right door open.
"I will do as you instructed but believe me, you won't be safe if I dare discover that you are lying to me...,"
"I don't think you are in the position to threaten me to my face, Miss Noel," Chris cut in nonchalantly.
Tiffany took a good look at herself after Chris utterances.
Although she hated to admit it, she knew from within that she stood no chance against Chris in her condition.
He was able to retain his title as the King's personal bodyguard because of his prowess. She was privileged to see him in action a few times so she was well aware of what he was capable of.
No matter how naughty she can be she wouldn't dare to attack someone like that except that was her last resort.
"What a showoff," She sneered and stomped out of the car. She didn't wait to close the car.
Chris watched as the distance between him and the furious lady got wider. He felt uneasy about everything but he chose not to do anything.
"He looked furious earlier. I can do nothing other than hope that he won't kill her. Because I am sure that senile old man and his followers will use this opportunity to wedge a war against His Majesty," Chris muttered and tilted his head to look at the back seat Tiffany sat in earlier.
If he wasn't under a royal order he wouldn't have thought twice about accompanying Tiffany to make sure that the King didn't do anything that would put him and his reign in jeopardy.
As she walked on the lonely pathway, the leaping lady's senses were hyperactive. She turned around at every slightest noise or movement.
"Where the hell is the flower garden he talked about?" The frustrated lady who has covered a long distance but still hasn't come across the flower garden Chris mentioned lamented.
Despite her aching injuries, Tiffany forged ahead. Her desire to find out why on Earth Chris would kidnap and brought her here gave her the strength to move forward.
After what seemed like forever, Tiffany finally got to the garden Chris talked about.
She walked into the garden which occupied a small portion of the enormous land.
Tiffany was too preoccupied with discovering what Chris said to enjoy the marvellous scenery and sweet fragrance surrounding her.
"He said I would find answers to all my questions here so how come there is nothing here other than some ordinary garden?" Tiffany hissed, her forehead creased to form a frown.
She clenched her fist as she shot the beautiful scenery murderous glances as if they were responsible for her predicaments.
"He should better prepare himself to deal with me because even the fact that he is the King's closest person wouldn't be able to save him," Tiffany roared and turned her back, ready to stomp away out of there.
She didn't take up to four steps when she got a whiff of a person's scent.
Instantly she halted. Her eyes turned crimson red and her claws shot out.
"Who is...," She choked on her words the moment she spun and got a glimpse of the face of the man whose distance between her was about five steps away.
"Y-your... Majesty!" Tiffany half screamed, her eyes bulging out of their sockets.
Tiffany's eyes twinkled as she gazed at Kayden's face as if it has been over two decades since she saw him.
Tiffany was still staring at Kayden as if he was a deity that just descended from the sky when it dawned on her that she was a mess.
Immediately she turned her back on him. In a haste, she used her fingers and strengthened her messy hair.
Afterwards, she tried to arrange her clothes. But because of the state of ruin that her clothes were in, there was nothing there for her to arrange.
"And what do you think you are doing?" Kayden demanded, his fierce glares focused on the back of the lady who hasn't said a word after her earlier exclamation.
"I...I...," Tiffany stammered and swiveled to face him.
She lowered her hands to her side and pinched herself hard hoping that she would be able to compose herself if she did this.
"Your Majesty, weren't you supposed to be in the human world so what are you still doing in the Kingdom?" Tiffany quizzed. She found the confidence to raise her head and looked into his eyes at last.
"Are the rumours that you never left the Kingdom true...,"
"I am aware that you know the fake identity I have been living with for the past month so you can quit with the pretence now," Kayden interrupted abruptly, his piercing glares fixed on her face.
"Ooh...," Tiffany exclaimed and tilted her head sideways to avoid his cold stares.
"So she told you about it," She added.
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