Final Goodbye

Y/N's POV

How can I lose? I've trained for years, and yet he—how the hell does he know how to fight like this?!

I was breathless, my grip on my sword tightening as I stared at him in disbelief. Across from me, the king stood tall, his breathing steady, as if the fight had barely affected him. His movements had been swift, precise—nothing like what I had expected.

King: "Y/N, are you okay? Did I hurt you?"

His voice was gentle, filled with concern, but I was too caught up in my frustration to respond right away. My eyes darted to him, and that's when I noticed—he was too close.

I immediately took a step back and pushed him away.

"Don't get close to me… I mean, I am fine, my lord," I stammered, forcing myself to sound composed.

Before he could say anything, I turned and hurried toward my room.

King: "Hey, wait! Look, I'm sorry for—"

I stopped but didn't turn around.

"You don't need to apologize, my lord. You won, and we have to follow your orders. But… can I request one thing?"

He raised an eyebrow, intrigued.

King: "You can."

I hesitated for a moment before finally asking,

"Can you teach me those moves?"

His expression shifted from surprise to amusement, and then he smiled sweetly.

King: "Of course, Y/N."

Feeling slightly relieved, I nodded and reached for my door—except, the moment I opened it, I froze.

Inside, the Princess was sprawled on top of Commander Xavier on the bed.

My eyes widened in shock, but I wasn't the only one. Behind me, the king had also stopped, staring at the scene before us.

The room fell into complete silence.

Then—

Princess: "No, no! It's not what it looks like!"

She tried to scramble off of him but lost her balance and fell on him again.

Commander Xavier: "Aah! Princess, you're a little heavy—"

Princess: "Get up!"

The two of them quickly stood, their faces turning redder by the second.

Princess: "I-I… My king, this isn't what you think!"

I glanced at the king, expecting him to be furious. But instead, he looked… amused.

Commander Xavier: "She was just trying to take my bracelet—"

Princess: "But he's so stubborn!"

They were both blushing like ripe tomatoes. The king let out a small laugh.

King: "Oh, because, Princess, that bracelet was a gift from his sister."

Princess: "Ah… but I like it!"

Commander Xavier: "I told you a hundred times—I'm not giving it away!"

Princess: "Fine… ugh, I'm too tired for this."

Xavier smirked and crossed his arms.

Commander Xavier: "So, who's the winner?"

Princess: "Yeah, tell me, Y/N! You won, right?"

I sighed and lowered my head.

"I lost, Princess… He won."

Xavier's face lit up in victory.

Commander Xavier: "Ohh, yes! Now, what should we make you two do first?"

The king chuckled and stepped forward.

King: "First, you two will go and make dinner for all of us. Tell the servants they can leave for the night."

Princess and I both stared at him in shock.

Princess: "W-wait—"

King: "Rules are rules. For tonight, we handle things ourselves. That includes you, Princess."

She let out a groan but eventually nodded.

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In the Kitchen

As soon as we arrived, I turned to her.

"Princess, you should sit. I'll handle everything."

She shook her head stubbornly.

Princess: "No way, Y/N. You're tired too. Let's do it together—like sisters, okay?"

A small smile formed on my lips, and I nodded.

We worked side by side, preparing the meal. The Princess, surprisingly, was focused on decorating the dishes.

Princess: "It's… not as bad as I thought."

I glanced over and was genuinely impressed.

"It looks beautiful, Princess. And delicious."

She beamed proudly.

As we cooked, a question suddenly popped into her mind.

Princess: "Y/N, how did King Charles become such a skilled fighter?"

I shook my head, still thinking about it myself.

"I don't know. The way he moves… that takes years of experience. He fights like a professional."

She sighed.

Princess: "I feel bad for saying he wasn't a good fighter earlier."

I chuckled.

"Don't worry about it, Princess. Honestly, it looks like we're actually enjoying our first punishment."

Just then, the king and Xavier entered the kitchen.

King: "What did you make?"

I jumped slightly as he suddenly appeared beside me, peeking over my shoulder.

King: "Hmm… smells delicious."

Commander Xavier: "Wait—Princess, you made this?"

Princess: "I-I just decorated it."

Commander Xavier: "Well, it looks amazing. It makes the dish even better."

We served the food, and the king motioned for us to sit.

King: "Eat with us."

We both nodded, sitting down at the table. However, exhaustion was catching up to us quickly.

King: "Eat quickly and go to sleep."

We obeyed without argument, finishing our meal as fast as we could before heading to our rooms.

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Midnight

Sometime during the night, I felt something.

A soft touch.

First on my cheek… then on my lips.

It was warm. Gentle. Familiar.

I was too tired to open my eyes, but I instinctively leaned into the touch, a sleepy smile forming on my lips.

"Mmm… feels nice," I murmured.

I could've sworn I heard a quiet chuckle before I completely drifted off into my dreams.

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Morning

The soft rays of the morning sun peeked through the curtains, casting a golden glow over the room. I slowly opened my eyes, feeling well-rested for the first time in days.

Stretching, I turned my head and saw the Princess still sleeping peacefully beside me. Her breathing was soft and even, her face relaxed.

I decided not to wake her just yet. Instead, I got up, freshened myself, and returned to the room. That's when my eyes landed on something unusual—a letter placed neatly beside the bed.

"Wh—?" My brows furrowed as I reached for it, a strange feeling settling in my chest.

Something about it felt… off.

Without wasting another second, I rushed to the bed and shook the Princess gently but urgently.

"Princess, wake up… wake up! You need to see this!"

She stirred, groaning in protest as she rubbed her sleepy eyes.

Princess: "Ugh… Y/N, what is it?"

I handed the letter to her.

Princess: "Read it for me, Y/N."

"Okay…" I cleared my throat and began reading.

*"Dear Y/N and Princess Diana,

We are grateful for the beautiful and amazing time we spent with you. Unfortunately, we must return to our kingdom, and since you were both still asleep, we decided to write this letter instead.

We will never forget you two. Please be happy.

This is our final goodbye.

—King Charles and Commander Xavier."*

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