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Chapter 2 - The Girl From The Wood

Mako was about to offer the girl some help but a second later she laid her hand on her forehead and shut her eyes.

He came closer and grabbed her just when she lost consciousness.
He carried her in his arms and started walking towards the Fire palace.

The sun went down and the dark sky has started to rise above him but Mako could still see the path he was walking at.

A few minutes later he reached the cabin of the Bay family which was near the palace. He knocked on the door and waited.

Lady Amaya opened the door and before she could react, Mako came inside the cabin and gently placed the girl on the couch in the livingroom.

"Sure Mako, come inside, feel at home," she said with sarcasam.

She approached Mako and raised an eyebrow while she was glancing at the girl on the couch.

"Care to explain me what is going on?".

"She was injured and lost consciousness," replied Mako. "I need you to help her".

"To a complete stranger you brought from nowhere?" She took another look at the girl and frowned. "Mako, she is bleeding!".

Amaya rashed to the couch and laid her hand on the girl's wound in order to stop the bleeding.

"Bloody hell, go get the first-aid kit from the kitchen!".

Mako did as she said and a few seconds later went back to the livingroom and handed her the kit. She opened it with her free hand and searched for something.

"I need you to take my place and stop the bleeding. Put your hands right here and apply some pressure".

Without a word, Mako followed her orderds and replaced her.

"She has lost a lot of blood, that is what made her pass out," said Amaya while checking the content of the kit.

"Will she be alright?" hhe glanced at her with worry.

"Once I take care of her, she definetely will be".

Amaya took two thin sharp things from the kit.

"Wow, are you sure you know what to do with it?".

"You know I do, otherwise you would not have brought her here," she replied with vanity. "I may have not learned medicine and I may do not have the healing element of the healers at Astrada... but I can treat a wound like that even if you wake me up in the middle of the night".

He knew that she would know whעי to do. He trusted her with his own life and not only because she his best friend, but beacause Amaya had a skill for taking care of injuries, in addition to her fighting skills.

She had joined to the wars of Arkadia not only as a medical assistant but also as one of the warriors.

She loved battling and there were people who actually feared her, but most people just respected her.

She proved everyone wrong when they said that a girl could not fight.

In fact, she was one of the strongest warriors Arkadia had ever known and she had fought along-side Mako many times.

Mako glanced at Amaya's actions without actually understand what she was doing.

"I am sewing the wound," she explained when she noticed his confused stare. "It is too deep and I must close it in order to stop the bleeding".

"Then it is a good thing she is unconscious, it seems painful".
Amaya took a look in the girl's face.

"Yes, actually it is better this way. Usually girls complain about a broken nail as if that is the most painful thing existed, so I wouldn't wanna hear her complaining when I take care of that kind of wound. She looks pretty fragile".

"Amaya!" Mako laughed. "Honestly, she did not look like the other girls. Back in the woods she kind of reminded me of you".

Amaya raised a surprised look.
"The woods? This is where you found her?" She asked and he nodded. "How did she remind you of me?".

Mako frowned and tried to bring up in his memory the girl in the woods with a fearless look on her face.

She was not afraid of the Scandian soldiers who attacked her and he even saw some of them lying on the ground while one of them was dead and the two others were wounded.

"She had courage in her eyes," he said in response.
"Oh, like I have when I beat you in a duel?" Amaya said in amusement.

When she finished stitching up and bandaging the wound, she and Mako washed their hands in the bathroom.

"What are we going to do with her?" Mako asked with despair.
"Tomorrow morning we will be riding to the Air kingdom....".
"Do not worry. She will wake up soon".

Mako glanced at the blood which came down from his hands and wondered how did the stranger girl get to this condition in which the soldiers of the Earth Kingdom attacked her in the forest, and how did she get to Arkadia?

He wiped his hands with a towel and returned to the living room.
His gaze was shot to the couch that was completely empty.

He looked around in search of the girl but there was no sign of her, only her blood left on the couch.

"Amaya!" He called her and before he could say more, he was pushed to the wall and a knife was pressed to his throat.

"Who are you?!" the girl who came out of nowhere asked threateningly.
Anger and determination appeared on her face and she held the knife tightly close to his neck.

"What are you doing?" He asked surprised but she did not respond.

He studied the girl. Long brown curls adorned her head. Her face was bright which highlighted her pinkish lips and long black lashes.
Her blue eyes looked like two diamonds on her stunning face. She was beautiful.

"What is going on?" Amaya returned to the living room.
The girl turned her gaze quickly to Amaya and a scent of jasmine flower reached Mako's nose.
Amaya frowned when she saw that the girl pinned Mako to the wall.

"Who are you people? Why did you bring me here?" The girl asked.
"We saved you from certain death," Mako replied and she turned her gaze back at him and looked at him contemptuously.

"Do not flatter yourself, I was doing great by myself."
"Oh yeah? So great that you were injured on the side of your body?" He said. "If we did not help you, you would have been bleeding to death."

Amaya approached cautiously and the girl looked at her threateningly.
"Calm down!" Amaya raised her hands innocently and looked down in disappointment at the knife the girl was holding.

"Ugh, you just had to take this knife? it's my favorite."
The girl raised her eyebrow and tightened her grip on the knife.

"A sword would be more useful to you, or maybe an arrow if you know how to use a crossbow, but a kitchen knife will definitely not help you with that guy," Amaya continued, gesturing to Mako.

"Thanks, Amaya, you are really helping me out here," Mako said in despair.
"What kind of a game are you playing?" The girl was confused and looked between them with suspicion.

He noticed that her grip was getting less tight and he used that chance to slip away and snatch the knife from her.
He stood behind her and confined her hands.
She let out a sigh of surprise and pain.

"Sorry about that, but you are a bit unpredictable."
She looked down at the bandaged wound and frowned.
"You guys did that?"
"You are welcome," Amaya replied, crossing her arms.

"I see Mako was right about you, you really are bold. I like that," she smiled appreciatively.
"Can I let you go without you doing something reckless and stupid?" said Mako who was still gripping her hands.

The girl rolled her eyes but nodded and Mako released her hands.
She stood in front of them.

"I guess you are Mako," she frowned, seeming to remember something. "The prince of Arkadia, as you introduced yourself in the forest".

He smiled. "Yes, Prince Mako Reigns at your disposal."
She looked at him from bottom to top and then looked at Amaya.

"Thank you for your help," she said. "What do you want in return?"
They both straightened up in surprise.

"As I said... you do not need to thank us. We would do it for anyone," Amaya responded.
"Well, if you say so," she said.

"I know it might be rude of me to say that, but I heard you talking earlier that tomorrow you will be riding towards Amato?"
Amaya and Mako exchanged glances.

"Yes," Mako replied. "We are going there to make an alliance with them. You are ... not from Arkadia, aren't you?"
She shook her head.

"Are you going to make an alliance with King James?"
Mako was surprised by the tone of her voice when she said the name of the Air king as if she knew him.

"Do you know King James ... personally?" Amaya raised an eyebrow.
"Well, he is a close ally of my uncle, so yeah I know him".

"Who did you say you are?"
"Lady Lyla of house Satto".
"Satto ... as the royal family of Astrada?" He asked and studied the clothes she was wearing.

Noblewomen usually wear fancy dresses and spend their time at court with many nobles courting them, but he certainly did not imagine a Lady fighting with bullies in the woods wearing a simple, dirty dress.

"Oh this," she looked down at her clothes. "Well, I did not have much time to choose clothes when I ran for my life."

Mako took a step towards her.
"The Scandian soldiers who were in the forest ...".
"These Scandian soldiers are scum," she interrupted him, anger appeared on her face.

She sat down on the clean part of the couch and they both did the same.
"And I will not let them get away with it that easily."

Mako wanted to ask her if she was responsible for the condition of some of the soldiers he saw there.
"Why did they attack you like that?" He asked instead.

She raised an eyebrow.
"You know, relative to a prince, you are not so updated with what is happening in the world."
"What are you talking about?" Amaya asked.

"Scandia invaded my kingdom, about a month ago, my people are under siege and I ..." She stopped for a moment and pain and guilt appeared on her face.

"I managed to escape, but it does not matter because I have to help my people, my family. I was on my way to Amato but got lost and arrived here. So I was wondering if ... you could let me ride with you to Amato and lend me a horse".

"What will you do at Amato?" Amaya asked and leaned forward.
"I will ask the king for help."
Suddenly her stomach was growling and she put her hand on it. She raised her eyebrows awkwardly.

"I apologize for that. I did not have time to take food with me either, so I have not eaten so much since I ran away. I know it's too much to ask, but do you have any food?"

Mako got up and held out his hand to her.
"It is all right, you are my guest," he said as she took his hand and got up on her feet. "Dinner will be served soon and you are welcome to dine with us at the palace. And as for Amato ... I will make sure you get there, Lady Lyla".

She widened her eyes.
"you would really do that for me?"
"Absolutely. I know that if things were different, I would want someone to do the same for me."

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