He saw her giggle as he carelessly got up from the bed and headed for the trunk in which he had placed the armor and the weapons that Gwaine had procured for her a couple of days before. You or the other opponents? Would it be too humiliating for strong riders to be beaten by a weak little woman? Or do you believe that I cannot be worthy of participating in the tournament as a woman? As he spoke he had taken to casually wearing appropriate clothes at that time, without being upset by the presence of the two boys. He put on the leather armor made so that it fits perfectly into his female form.
"What I mean is that" - Arthur tried to explain, for the first time slightly embarrassed since he had entered that room.
"What you did was offended me," Honey interrupted him arrogantly. "If what you want is to make sure I'm worthy of participation, there's only one way to do it. See you at the training ground ».
Sarah was still wondering when her sister had learned the way to the training ground, since she had been the first to walk out of the room safely into the corridors as if it were her home and without even looking back to see if Arthur was the same following or not, evidently she was sure she would.
"I'm sorry for my sister's ways, she's a bit of a character, she often doesn't realize she's inappropriate," Sarah said to Merlin as they watched Honey and Arthur getting ready to fight each other. Exasperate ».
Merlin smiled softly "I can understand you. Not even having to do with Arthur is easy, it is such a bean head, stubborn, presumptuous and never hears me ».
"Me, it looks like you just made the description of Honey," Sarah murmured with a half-laugh. The presence of that boy always managed to make her feel better, in some way reassured her, made her feel more ... light.
"Who do you think will win?" Merlin asked, pointing to the other two.
"Now that you will not have special treatment just because you are a woman," said Arthur at that moment, turning to Honey, who merely looked thinner in the direction of the prince. One could almost feel his anger catching fire like a sheaf of straw.
Sarah for her part felt the blood freeze "I think Arthur decided to die today," he answered sincerely, with some anxiety. Angry Honey was a fury of hell, and she feared that she would kill the prince even if that meant sending history, legend, and destiny to hell. He attacked first, but it was not difficult for the prince to dodge the blow by sending her to the ground in an instant. Sarah felt anxious about her sister, but when she quickly let her opponent fall to the ground, she realized that it was all a strategy to get Arthur to let his guard down.
They fought for a while, alternating sword strokes with hand-to-hand combat, and in the end, it was Honey who got the best of it. ground "Maybe I should let you suffocate in the grass," he murmured with shortness of breath, but the tone was equally angry.
Sarah frightened that her sister could do something foolish, clung to Merlin's arm "Please intervene with the magic, or that will kill him," she whispered to be sure no one else heard her.
Fortunately, however, it was not necessary to resort to magic, because immediately afterward Honey let go of Arthur, who rose from their dirt from the earth and wounded in pride. "Are you still convinced that a woman can't take part in the tournament?" She teased contentedly, turning the knife further into the wound.
The prince could not reply, too busy taking a few blades of grass from his mouth.
to be continued https://zen.yandex.ru/media/id/5d9330a42fda86023a6cb900/two-twins-technology-and-witchcraft-part-19-5d94b1b774f1bc00ae988306
