Chapter 1420: 654 Landa_6 Chapter 1420: 654 Landa_6 Aubree Groove gave him a teasing glance, “In what capacity are you saying this to ?”
Kuhar sighed heavily, his gaze resting resentfully on her, “You are truly talented, I fear you might beco indispensable to .”
“It’s getting late, let’s get so rest.
I will be right outside, call if you need anything.”
That night, all was calm.
Early the next morning, Aubree Groove, together with Kuhar, went to the palace.
All the bodyguards had to surrender their firearms, and carrying daggers were strictly prohibited.
Aubree managed to slip past the searches, and she was the only bodyguard who accompanied Kuhar into the palace.
The banquet was a grand one, with mbers of the royal family and several nobles in attendance.
Kuhar even t his sister, a Marquess.
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With the Marquess as the interdiary, the banquet was a joyful event for both hosts and guests.
Halfway through the banquet, Princess Randa made her entrance.
She was wearing an exquisite court gown, with her golden hair cascading down her back, and atop her head was a diamond crown symbolizing her rank.
She had striking features and had skin as white as fresh snow.
Her srizing blue eyes were as deep as the sea.
Her appearance caused all the other won present to pale in comparison, and Aubree didn’t miss the jealousy and disdain in their eyes.
Princess Randa took her seat below the king, a rank much higher than anyone else present.
She held her head high, like a proud swan.
“I’ve heard that Percival is very xenophobic.
They won’t think of , a foreign princess, as an outsider and ostracize , will they?
Because I will not bear such humiliation.” The princess said, her flamboyance now even more pronounced.
Kuhar promptly stood up, “Your Highness, your words are too harsh.
Our people greatly admire you and are eagerly awaiting your visit to our land.”
“Hmm…” The princess smirked, her expression dripping with sarcasm.
At this mont, a servant, carrying a tray, walked in.
Everyone’s attention was drawn to the princess, and no one noticed the servant, except for Aubree.
The man walked up to Princess Randa with his head bowed, placed a glass of wine in front of her.
As he rose, a hand slipped out from under his tray, and in it was a pistol.
Without any hesitation, he aid it at Princess Randa and fired.
The incident occurred too swiftly for anyone to react, including Princess Randa, who remained in shock.
“Bang, bang, bang,” three consecutive shots rang out, followed by ear-piercing screams.
The banquet hall erupted into chaos, and even the king turned pale.
The palace guards rushed in, forming a protective shield around the king and queen consort.
Upon closer observation, everyone saw that the servant, who had fired the shots, was now pinned to the ground by a lean bodyguard – who was attempting to struggle.
The bodyguard quickly “snap” dislocated the man’s arms, causing everyone present to wince.
Princess Randa knelt at a spot not far from her seat, her hair dishevelled and her face bearing signs of lingering panic.
Regaining her senses, she got up and slapped the servant twice, “Who dared send you to assassinate ?
Speak now, or I will dismber you.”
Randa sensed cool gazes above her, causing her to look up.
This caused her to recall the sensation she had experienced just a mont ago.
It was this bodyguard who had saved her in the nick of ti.
Randa was one hundred percent certain that if it were not for him, she would have been dead by now.
Of course, Randa was not so naïve as to fully trust him.
What if he was rely staging this incident?
Raised in the royal court, Princess Randa was by no ans an innocent girl.
As the target of the assassination attempt, everyone present was a potential suspect.
Why was he giving her such a look?
She was the victim, slapping him twice could already be considered lenient.
“Your Highness, this man should be interrogated by the professionals, we wouldn’t want you to hurt your hands.”
Though his words were respectful, his gaze was anything but.
Randa looked at him, waved her hand, indicating her n to take the man away.
It was then that the king asked, “Randa, are you alright?
Shall we call in the National doctor to check on you?”
Randa stood up, “I am fine.
But to think soone would dare to attempt an assassination at a palace banquet, this shows just how audacious our enemy is.
I request the king’s permission to relentlessly investigate this matter, or I will not be able to leave with a peaceful heart.”
The king nodded, “You’re right, this is outrageous, we must investigate thoroughly.”
“Your Majesty, this bodyguard saved .
I ask that you order him to guard closely during our journey to Percival.”
The king looked at Kuhar, as the bodyguard was his man.
Kuhar frowned, giving Aubree a resentful look.
Why did she have to attract trouble?
But what could he say?
He could only agree.
After the banquet, as Aubree was about to leave, Princess Randa stopped her, “The king has ordered you to be my personal bodyguard.
Can’t you get over your forr master?”
“You jest, Your Highness.
As a bodyguard, if I were to leave abruptly, it could put the general in danger.
Once I have arranged everything, I will report to you.”
Princess Randa nodded in approval, “Go ahead, I am giving you a day.
By this ti tomorrow, I want to see you, or else…”
Suddenly she moved closer to Aubree, sniffing the scent from his body, a slight frown on her face.
“What’s that sll?
It slls so good, are you using perfu?”
Aubree took a step back, not showing any reactions, “I don’t use perfu.
I have other matters to attend, please excuse .”
He turned around and left as soon as he finished speaking.
Randa watched him go, a smirk appearing on her face, “Let’s see who dares to try and take my life.”
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The next morning, Aubree arrived at Princess Randa’s manor.
As he was entering, sounds of a dog barking, a woman screaming in fear, and Princess Randa’s hearty laughter could be heard.
Upon entering, Aubree saw a cruel scene unfolding.
A young girl in her twenties was being chased by a large, fierce mastiff dog, her face turning pale with fear.
Princess Randa was sitting under a parasol, enjoying the scene while sipping her coffee.
“You’re here.” Princess Randa greeted him, her eyes filled with amusent.
Just as the mastiff was about to bite the girl’s leg, she fell to the ground, exhausted.
The dog’s gaping mouth looked as though it was about to tear the girl apart.
At the crucial mont, a small stone was flung out, adeptly striking the dog’s leg.
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