Can you love me

s h a r i n g s e c r e t s

Another weapon I was good at was Francisca, distinctly arch-shaped head, widening toward the cutting edge and terminating in a prominent point at both the upper and lower corners. The top of the head is usually either S-shaped or with the lower portion curving inward and forming an elbow with the short wooden . Well, basically it looked like an axe without the handle if that makes sense.

I could aim it well in one shot and better than most of the people in my class but did I mention Jayden Wallace was a pain the ass.

Our training was harsher now and none other than Blade was teaching us. Everyone happened to call him highness or Prince and that made me realise I was way too informal with him.

He was excellent with weapons, fearless, accurate and swift. He was almost a close match to me. But I was better. We have visual training in groups first, then in threes and finally alone. I didn't want to go in groups but then again I can't just act like I owned the place. I just hope the fear of the ice princess will make others walk away from me.

I hit another moving target with my Francisca making me the highest scorer after Jayden. After the training, I stayed behind waiting for everyone to walk out first. Blade looked at me and I gave him a slight nod.

Armour has been gone for two days and I was getting worried now.

Jayden walked up to me and said something that made my jaw drop, "You need to find true love to break the curse?"

I was speechless but I managed to nod.

"True love." He laughed as if this was insane.

"My curse is not funny Wallace." I snapped and he stopped laughing.

"Tell me then Frozen, what is true love?" He asked and it made sense now.

I have never even been friends with someone let alone love. I was too guarded. His fingers lifted yet again to tuck the loose strands but I noticed he was doing this unintentionally like a gesture for affection, not attention.

"Jayden, can we talk for a minute?" A female voice broke the trance .

Jayden seemed displeased to find the girl here but smiled at her nevertheless.

"What is it Skylar?" He asked in a pretended nice tone but the girl was too blinded to notice.

"Are we still on for the evening lessons?" She asked and I realised Jayden has been busy.

He nodded and she left not daring to look up at me. I suddenly felt angry and disgusted.

"That was nothing." He said kind of looking away.

"I am sure it was but let's make something clear here Wallace. You don't play with someone's feeling. I am already half broken, I have nightmares, I don't when was the last time I slept more than four hours, I am hated and alone so do not try to act like you care. Because frankly, you are disturbing me from inside." This I closed into him and he backed down looking shocked.

I was angry and on the roll, " I have killed and I can kill more so it's not getting better from here. So go on with your usual playboy attitude and stay away from me. But I am not someone you can play with."

He looked pained now as if he was being blamed for nothing he ever did.

"So you care after all?" He had the nerve to ask.

Was he having fun seeing me exasperated? Was he having fun giving hope to a cursed person and then hooking up with every other girl in the school?

"What do you think? Didn't my anger let you that much?" I closed even further surprised at my courage and tightly knitting my arms behind my back.

"Don't you feel the heartbeat and the goosebumps, Wallace? Don't even try denying it." I challenged him using his words.

I had no idea why it happened, how I got so angry or so much courage. I guess my bodyguard to keep my temper in check.

Leaving Jayden stunned I was about to walk out when Blade came to us, "Two teachers from our school was attacked just outside the protective barriers."

They were closing in now.

***

My eyes opened at the slight shuffling in my room and sunlight hit my face. It was supposed to be cold now but the sun was still shining. I was scared that this was a dream but an injured armour made me realise it was not.

"What the hell happened to you?" I asked immediately rushing to his side.

His hand had a cut , his forehead was scratched . And he was in his wife beater so I could see several blues on his shoulder and arm. My eyes found a tattoo on his ripped arms and I stared at it for too long. It was a Celtic symbol kind of thing.

"Charm from my grandma to protect me against mind manipulation magic." He explained with heavy breath.

"You look bad."

"Thanks for pointing that out. I will be fine , I just need an hour to heal myself." Pain was evident on his face.

It was still more than an hour for the class and I had no idea what I should do, I just sat down next to him. My actions surprised him but he didn't respond or rather pushed me away.

"How is everything outside?" I asked not trying to pry at his injuries.

"Quiet bad." And then after a really short reply, he looked at me, "How are you?"

Well, so somebody cares.

Don't trust anyone. The words lingered in my head but here was a person who was guarding me when he could be just a leader of Golden Knights, who is not repulsed by me and who is here after so many injuries himself and asking about me.

"Do you know about the mark on the wall?" I asked carefully.

"Mark of evil, also a mark on your body." He answered and I gasped audibly.

"Your mom told me." He answered as if it was cool.

"I am certified evil Armour." Even after trying hard there was the pain in my voice.

He sighed sharply, a gesture too extreme for a person like him.

"And?"

He asked as if my words were not enough to have him running away.

"And you are a Golden Knight, so kill me and put us all out of misery." I sounded desperate.

"Why don't you kill yourself then?" He asked rather annoyed.

"I don't want to rot in hell by committing suicide," I muttered.

"I don't want to kill someone who doesn't deserve to die."

I laughed dryly at his words.

"And you think I fit that category? I might just kill someone by my presence let alone a touch."

My harsh tone didn't surprise him, he calmly wiped off the blood instead.

"My parents were killed by the previous Serpent Queen during the war. They worked with your parents at that time. I knew you were born with the mark and not cursed because my parents knew it as well. I knew that you were dangerous as I saw someone die at your hand when you were young and I used to hate you.

I am hoping you put that up together that you might be the next heir to the throne of Serpents but I knew it way before you do. Because it was my parents that killed Serpent Queen before she hit the last stroke on them. We made it that way so that no one would ever harm or suspect you to be the carrier of evil. Our parents make a pact to spread the news that you were born not the same day Serpent Queen died but before that and she cursed you before dying." I was breathing slowly at his words.

He knew more about me that I did.

But he continued not letting me say a word, "I hated you because my parents died killing the evil and now you might be some incarnate. I have hated you for my whole childhood till I saw you having nightmares."

He looked at me with intense eyes and I looked away to avoid awkwardness.

He hated me, which I somehow noticed was past tense.

"Now?" I was eager to know.

"Well, I am your bodyguard, aren't I?" He said like it should be clear that he didn't hate me that much.

"Something has changed, my grandma said. It was my feelings towards you." He said looking away from me.

"Then why did she say I was cursed. She might have known I was born with it."

"She was not allowed to tell you and neither do I." So I was supposed to be in the dark about myself.

I didn't even feel angry, I just felt sad.

"If I was you I would hate myself too."

This made him give me a dry look , "You hate yourself enough."

Healed completely now he got up making me realise I had half an hour to get ready for school.

"Thank you for guarding me when you should be out there doing something better," I said with sincerity and he just nodded.

Getting the hint that was enough of our talks , I started walking towards my wardrobe.

"Kasper Norred." His voice stopped me and I looked at him not sure what he was trying to say here.

"My name is Kasper Norred."

It was actually happening, Armour just told me his name.