Out in the palace courtyard, Princess Mila is once again trying her archery skills by shooting at a grass-made models of an enemy soldier but she keeps missing it's vital parts.
I wouldn't hire you for my bodyguard." A voice gently mentions from her rear.
On facing backwards she encounters the young king Patricos who has come to stand a few steps away.
"Says the boy who was too afraid to fight at the front like other kings do." Mila mocks.
Patricos fakes a laugh. "May I pose a question?" he asks.
"That already a question." Mila responds.
"One more." Patricos adds and Mila nods indifferently. "If you had a very valuable treasure and an enemy has attacked, would you fight the invader with the item in you pocket or would you stash it somewhere secretive?" He questions.
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