Chapter 416: Eternity of Love (2/2)
”Do you need clothes to talk?” Eleven titled her head with confusion. Arthur was speechless but simply chose to comply.
”I need you to find someone,” Arthur waved his right hand, and a piece of paper flew toward the pirate. ”A young girl that is held captive.”
”A young girl?” Eleven's eyes gleamed as she snatched the paper. Written on it were names and addresses that Arthur obtained from Hana. ”Held by who?”
”Her parents,” Arthur saw the pirate switch from a playful attitude to a serious one. But, of course, the fact that she sat on a sink didn't precisely help paint the image.
”My Lord,” she turned her attention toward Arthur. ”Aren't you simply asking me to kidnap someone's child?”
”Yes, you can see it that way,” Arthur stood up as a towel appeared to cover his lower body. ”It seems everyone thinks that parents are the greatest protectors, but that's not always the case.”
”Tell me about it. My parents sold me for a few golds,” Eleven grinned as she pocketed the paper. ”However, these people are from the nobility of this kingdom. If words got out that you kidnapped their child, you might stand trial.”
”If it comes down to that, then I'll handle it,” Arthur got out of the tub as he walked toward the pirate. ”Move. I want to wash my face.”
”Right after taking a bath? Weird,” the pirate jumped off and talked to him. ”Are you sure that you can handle being a criminal in the eyes of the kingdom? You might be saving her, but others won't see it this way.”
”She isn't the first noble daughter that I allegedly kidnap,” Arthur said as he thought of Aimee. He washed his face and removed the bloodstains on it. ”How are things with Dia?”
”She went looking for you as soon as we got back,” Eleven shook her head. ”And since she came back, she spoke to no one. Whatever happened on her little trip seems to have turned her a mute.”
”And how do you feel about that?”
”I'm falling for her so badly, My Lord,” the pirate sighed dreamily. ”The cold princess might feel very few emotions, but she feels them strongly until they became her whole being. Her feelings transcend time and distraction, and that's what I look for: Eternity of Love.”
”You are a poet again, pirate.” Arthur smiled as he pulled his hair back. ”Diana doesn't have a lot of friends, so can I ask you to be one for her?”
”I plan on being more than her friend,” Eleven grinned at him. ”Don't think that I gave up simply because she has feelings for you. Who knows, she might fall for me too?”
”Or her feelings might fade.”
”If they do, that would be a tragedy, and I don't think that would happen. My Lord might feel guilty for hearing this, but Miss Dia's love isn't one to fade. I know it; I know it almost as good as I know myself. We are the broken, and once we love, we love with everything we have.”
”I know, and that's why I want you to be her friend at the moment,” Arthur sighed. ”I believe she would want to leave toward the capital after this for her to resume her plans. There is a lot to be undone and rumors to squash.”
”I'll take her with me, then.” Eleven nodded and saluted. ”I will take care of her as good as I take of my own– No, better than I take care of myself.”
”Thank you,” Arthur smiled as he turned toward the pirate. ”Bring back Hana safely, as she had suffered far too much for a child. I'll be waiting for you with your new ships back in Hidden City and a proper dock this time.”
”Oh my, you are as promising as always, My Lord,” Eleven laughed as she bowed and turned toward the door. ”I'll see you again in Hidden City.”
After that, the pirate was gone. Arthur was sure that she was hurrying toward the princess to tell her, as she was almost skipping steps. Eleven would give him one less matter to think about once she brings Hana back.
”At least let me enjoy my bath,” Arthur sighed as he tied back his hair, which had now reached the back of his neck. Its length wasn't something he got used to, as he always needed to leave his employers with a good impression. However, he quite liked his new appearance.
As he was thinking to himself, someone else hurried toward the bathroom. Arthur sighed as Ma was rapidly breathing, holding a stack of papers.
”Not even a bath break, huh?”