32 She Becomes Angry (1/2)
After the two shook hands, they they wrote and signed a magic binding contract, in which Robin promised to allow Jasmine to accompany her as a companion in return for lessons on magic.
This magic contract would, in future years, be framed and placed in the kingdom's historical museum as an important piece of history.
Business finished, Jasmine called Delia in to witness the contract.
”And, please inform the magicians guild that I shall be out traveling and unavailable starting...in two days?” Jasmine glanced over at Robin to confirm. Robin nodded.
”It seems that the Prince has something important that he needs to take care of, first.” Robin added.
”So that slowpoke is the one keeping us back.” Jasmine muttered. ”Well, let's head to the castle, then! I want to tell my Uncle my decision to accompany you, in person.”
”Uncle?” Robin asked, as Delia flew outside to prepare things.
”Didn't I tell you? My uncle is His Highness, King Zephron.” Jasmine explained.
Robin's eyes widened. ”So that means that you and the Prince are-”
”Yes, we're cousins.” Jasmine rubbed her forehead as if she were smoothinginvisible wrinkles. ”Although we're about as different as cats and dogs, at this point. Just where did the royal bloodline take a wrong turn?”
Delia returned from outside. ”Magi Jasmine, your carriage is ready.”
”Ah, GOOD! Come and ride in my carriage. We can head straight to the castle this way, without being stopped at every checkpoint.”
Jasmine invited, standing up from her chair.
Robin was surprised to see that Jasmine was almost a head smaller than herself. She hadn't seemed that small sitting down.
As they set off for the palace, Delia notified the King that Magi Jasmine was on her way.
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Thus, Prince Christian was finally excused from his writing punishment in lieu of welcoming the approaching guest. He paced back and forth in front of the castle, worried.
”If Jasmine's coming, then it has to be something about me, or about the Hero.” He muttered under his breath. Then he jerked a bit.
”That-She didn't turn him into a frog did she!? I know that she was angry, but surely she wouldn't take her anger out on an innocent person, would she?”
The Prince paced back and forth, now worried over the fate of the Hero. As his mood became darker, his face became paler.
Finally, when the carriage pulled up to the steps, Prince Christian looked completely terrified.
And when Jasmine moved to exit the carriage, the whites of his eyes could be seen. He flinched back, and pointed at Jasmine with a panicked squeak.
”Y-you! W-What did you d-do to R-Robin!” he stammered.
Jasmine looked serenely at Christian and her face blossomed into an angelic smile. She had just arrived, and already was having so much fun.
”Robin? Oh yes! I did meet with someone named Robin today. Why, cousin! What's wrong? You look awfully pale! Are you all right?” She teased.
”Whoa! What's going on? Did the demon king declare war already?” Robin asked. She had gotten out of the door on the other side of the carriage and had walked around to where Jasmine and Christian were standing.
”Robin! You're all right! She hasn't done anything to you, has she!?” Christian asked, poking her shoulder to make sure she was really there.
”How rude!” Jasmine huffed, and continued walking into the castle, headed towards the audience hall. She left Christian behind to continue making a spectacle of himself.
”I'm fine.” Robin said, surprised at how pale Christian looked.
”There's no way you can be fine!” He denied. ”Not after lasting an entire carriage ride with her in there!”
At this point, Robin had enough. ”Do you think she does injury to everyone she meets? Face it: the things you experience were a result of your own making!
You were the one to open your mouth. You were the one to anger her. These consequences are yours!
If I were you, I'd think long and hard on how you are going to make things up with her. Why don't you just try and think of this as practice for when you become king? It'll definitely be good experience for you.”
At a certain point, Christian began looking at Robin with surprise, then pity, then sadness.
”Robin…” He said, placing his hands on her shoulders. ” Who are you and what have you done with Robin!” He shook her shoulders, not believing his own eyes.
”Christian…” A somewhat low voice escaped from her mouth. ”If you don't stop this immediately, and remove your hands from me, then I will have no choice but to shoulder throw you. Prince or not, this kind of behaviour is unacceptable!”
”What? What's a shoulder throw?” He asked.
” Three..”
”I'm asking you-”
”Two…”