The Dragon Prince's Bride
Chapter 152.

Chapter 152: 152.

"However, you are right. You should change first." She said and flew toward the window, calmly sat down on the sill with no further words.

It was no time to discuss their personal problems, so Neriah decided to get it off her mind for the time being. With the assistance of Aria, Neriah changed into her new attire right there in the hall

It was a simple brown female tunic and pants, much like the one the lady Regina usually wore whenever she sparred on the training ground. The neck was a ruffled turtle-necked style that stopped right under her jawline. The sleeve was long and left only her palm visible so she wore a glove to cover that.

Her scarf was untied and her dyed hair was styled in a high ponytail just like the commander always did hers. She covered her fair ears with golden ear ornaments.

In a matter of minutes, Neriah was dressed like the commander in a normal training day, all that was left was the commander’s face.

"Crouch down next to her so I can begin." Riri simply ordered.

"M_My Lady, it really is not too late. Maybe you should reconsider. Surely there must be a reason why your husband is so against the idea. So—"

"No. There is no turning back." Neriah plainly said as she did as Riri told her to, crouching down next to Regina’s chair.

Staring at the lady who was in a peaceful slumber, Neriah could not help but think about that question again, ’If he had such a beauty by his side, why did he agree to marry me? Even in her sleep, she looks beautiful. Long black lashes, straight nose, small pouty lips. Indeed she is— "Ah, Riri." Neriah snapped out of her thoughts as the fairy flew in front of her face.

"I will begin." Said Riri. She placed a hand upon Neriah’s head and placed the other on Regina’s.

Aria on the other hand, all she could do was bite her nails nervously. She would usually readily do anything for her mistress. Anything at all. She would gladly walk the plank for her mistress. But this_ this did not seem right. It bothered her immensely. What bothered her more than the fact that her mistress was going to see some beasts was the point that she could not go with her!

To make sure that Neriah’s pretense was legit, she would have to go alone. And it troubled Aria greatly. If something were to happen to her, Aria would never forgive herself for not stopping her. Was this really going to be okay? Would she be safe? ’Sh_should I tell High High—’

"ARIA!" The loud shout of her name and the tap on her shoulder jolted Aria out of her thoughts. "How do I look? Do I really look like her? Can you tell the difference?" Neriah asked and Aria could only commend the little fairy who had already flown away after doing her job.

"If not for your eyes, you would even fool the commander’s mother." Aria forced a smile.

"Yes, about that. They wouldn’t notice, would they?" Neriah asked with worry written all over her face.

"If no one gets too close to you, then Aye, they wouldn’t notice it. So try to keep your eyes down at all times. Avoid eye contact." Aria was instructing when in reality she prayed that her mistress would run into the crown prince in the way, then he would notice his wife’s scheme and bring her back.

"Alright. I better get going. I can do this, right?" Neriah asked but she could tell what Aria’s answer would be, "Do not bother answering that question. I am ready to do this." She said with much determination and Aria also knew better than anyone. It was close to impossible to change the mind of her mistress.

With a determined mind, Neriah looked at the Lady Regina who was peacefully sleeping one last time and usually when she did things like this she felt no remorse whatsoever for anyone. But something was changing in her, things had been changing in her for a while now. She felt sorry.

However, her sorry heart was not going to deter her from her goal. She turned her head from Regina and faced the door with a deep breath. "I will do this, to prove to him." What exactly was she trying to prove? She wasn’t sure, but she just wanted to prove to him.

...

Like always, it would seem the goddess was on her side. There were not too many knights parading. It seemed most of them were at the training ground. And the ones she actually met on her way just greeted her as though she was indeed their commander.

She made her way to the dungeon. According to what she had learnt over her stay in Trago, there were three dungeons in the royal palace. And to the glory of the goddess, the orcs were kept in the dungeon located in the Kadan-Rana palace. It would have been so stressful and almost impossible to achieve if they were locked up in the Rana palace.

By the time Neriah had reached the entrance of the dungeon, she realized she had never been to this part of the palace before. Even during her tour, Olesia had not brought her here. She was starting to understand why.

When Barak had said it was no place for a princess, he was not just saying ordinary words. The aura that was enveloping her was dark... SoSo dark that she thought about running. But she did not move. She had gotten that far, she would see it to the end.

She was suddenly wondering what kind of things were kept in the dungeon to cause such a dark and heavy aura to ooze from the place.

"" Commander!"" The knights in front of the gates of the dungeon saluted her and Neriah tried keeping her eyes down as she spoke.

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