Chapter 5 Emily and Prince Pascal

Emily went towards their house slowly and weakly without the jar in her hand that she went with to fetch water and the first person to see her is her aunt Eliza who was sitting outside the house. Emily turned her face bowed down while carrying several pieces of the jar in her long dress.

"Where is the water?" her aunt asked while casting her evil eye.

"I am sorry aunty."

"Where is the water jar?"

"It's broken, I'm sorry aunty."

"It's broken, how is it broken, how did it break?" the woman got up with a changed face

"I dropped it by accident aunty, I'm so sorry."

"Ooh, so you thought you would bring me those pieces with utter disdain so that I could do what, play with them like a child?"

"No, aunty, it's not for you to play with, it's..." before Emily finished her sentence, she was shocked by the rain of heavy punches from her aunt coming down on her body.

"I've put up with you a lot but I'm killing you today. I see you're trying to go over my head" aunt Eliza told her while punching her on the back.

"I'm sorry, aunty, forgive me" Emily cried, tried to run away and managed to pull herself out of the hands of her aunt, who was beating her like a thief's dog.

"And don't come back home today, black wild cat. Do you know how much that jar is worth? even if your father were alive and your mother, they wouldn't be able to buy it. Go there I don't want to see you again, find somewhere else you know to sleep and eat. If you come here again, I'll kill you."

Emily left their house quietly with tears streaming down her eyes and wincing from the pain she just endured. She didn't know where to go after being kicked out of her home by her aunt who, despite giving her harsh words, also held her hand full of a big stick, wanting to hit her with it again. What Emily decided was to go to the market and walk around so that in the evening she would try coming back to plead with her aunt, maybe her anger would have subsided.

In the middle of the city, at the main market in the country of WESLAT, the procession of prince Pascal is passing by in a car (horse) going to the temple, about ten soldiers on horseback each with weapons in hand protecting the procession to the right and left, in front and back. Prince Pascal was full of thoughts in his head due to the pressure of his parents refusal to marry the daughter of the Prime Minister, Cynthia wanting him to marry the princess of his status.

The citizens were on the side bowing their heads (a respectful greeting) every time the procession passed while waving their hands, often when the prince's procession passes, he passes with various gifts that he throws to distribute to the poor citizens who stand on the side of the road and the helpless and children but today Pascal did not do that.

"Prince, how are you?" his assistant asked him

"I'm fine."

"You're not fine, I see you have too many thoughts bothering you."

"Turn the car and take it to the Prime Minister"

"Prince, that's not an order from the king, I'm sorry"

"Will you listen to me or will you listen to my father, who we left in the castle?"

"But the king??!"

"Do as I command you"

"Yes Prince" his assistant answered weakly knowing how difficult it will be for him if it is known that he had changed the prince's journey to the temple and sent him to his girlfriend Cynthia, the daughter of the Prime Minister.

A group of criminals and pirates, kidnappers and extortionists who are also murderers had already entered the city to hunt down Prince Kendrew, who is said to be lost and is on the streets without any protection of the king. They had divided themselves into three groups while passing through the city with weapons (swords, arrows) hidden in their large cloaks that they wore.

At the same time, Emily had already entered the city, wandering around looking for one of her closest friends so that she could find a place to stay when it got dark because she knew that night because of her aunt's anger, she would not be able to sleep at home because it is not the first time that the young lady was kicked out of the house and slept outside, even small mistakes were forgivable at their home.

"Emily! Emily!!" A young man saw her on his horse, he was the one who came to their house to betroth her with his parents, and Emily turned and looked at him on a horse in the market inspecting his parents' businesses.

"Aussie?"

"I came for your hand but you were not there and you left on purpose because you don't want to get married to me" he said as he got off his horse

"Well I was at home and I haven't seen you?"

"Among women who play with luck in their lives, you are one of them. I often don't know how to beg for a girl, there are so many of them in this city. I wish you a good life Emily" Ausi replied while smiling and looked at Emily with disdain and then turned and left, Emily's mouth remained open wondering what he was talking about.

"Why did he say that while I was at home??!!" she asked herself and at the same time the scarf she tied around her neck due to the wind came out of her body and started to flying with the wind. Emily turned and started chasing it while she was in the middle of the crowd of people in the market trying to get stuck and passed with difficulty following her scarf.

The scarf flew up and entered the horse carriage through the window that was carrying Prince Pascal while passing by with his journey on the road; the scarf covered the prince's face. He took it off and looked outside from where it came from, and then Emily without understanding followed the car and looked inside the window to retrieve it. The soldiers were shocked and surrounded Emily when they saw that she had attacked the prince's caravan and pointed spears and swords at her. Emily remained wide-eyed when she found herself invading the prince's caravan unknowingly, she remained trembling.

"You are the one with this scarf!?" she was asked

"Yes... oh prince... it's... mine" she suddenly stuttered

"Take your scarf, leave her be!" prince Pascal told the soldiers as he gave Emily her scarf

"Thank you, Your Highness the prince" Emily trembled

"What is your name?"

"Emily, my prince, I'm sorry"

"You can go!" Emily was told but before she could turn two of the prince's bodyguards among his ten bodyguards who were busy on their horses surrounded her, they were shot with arrows coming from behind them, one in the back of the head coming up to the front of the forehead and the other in the back coming up to the front of the chest and they fell from above of horses to the ground

"The Prince's caravan has been attacked!" the Prince's chief assistant shouted and people in the market started running around, there was a big commotion....