Villainess Becomes The Knight

A big smile crept on my lips when I saw him striking and surprisingly those all tricks seemed familiar to me.

"Finally," I laughed like a crazy girl as I took my sword in my hands and walked towards the man who was mocking me.

He had irritated me most from the day i had come back, not it was my turn to beat him and tell him who was the boss here,

I stood behind him when i heard him say, "go and learn a few tricks from that tiny girl"

My anger rose further. What was his problem! Why was he mocking me so much? What have I done wrong?

"If i would not have seen with my eyes, i would not have ever believed that you miss me so much.\'\' I said as I patted his shoulders.

He turned with a snap and I could see his widened eyes.

"What are you doing here?" he asked as his eyes stared at my breasts. I know he was not Williams and he was only looking at my injury yet his stare was so strong that I felt conscious.

His friend also released his stare and my uneasiness and elbows him. He looked at him with anger and the boy shook his head making him further confused,

\'What a dimwit\'

"So, you think that I am just a tiny girl and I don\'t have the power to fight with you?" I asked as I looked at him with a smirk on my face.

"Ha, what is there to think about? Isn\'t it a fact everyone i know about." he said with a face full of confidence and my wish to beat him increased further.

"What an arrogance, that also from a boy who lost the bet with me." I mocked tilting my head.

"That was because the bet was twisted, you are the one who got injured while I am standing here fine," he pointed and I chuckled.

"Only weak knights give excuses Noah, a brave knight accepts his defeat. Be the brave knight Noah and learn to accept it.\' I said , making his eyes widened.

"Still, if you think that you are more capable then why don\'t we have another match?" I asked as I held my sword.

"You are an injured little girl, I did not want to hear later that I fought and won from a girl that was also injured."

"Such a primitive egoistic man! I wonder if you were the brand ambassador of all the man\'s chauvinistic society?" I mocked and without waiting for his reply I aimed at his stomach.

He looked at me confused but his reaction was just spot on, even after standing there confused his sword was there on time to defend him.

"Look, i said i don\'t want to spar for now." he said taking a few steps back and i nodded.

"Apologise then \'\' I said and he looked at me with a face as if he heard some foreign language that he could not understand.

"Did i not apologise to you two days ago." he asked as if he had done a favor on me and i chuckled.

"Do you even call that an apology? Ha! If you want to apologise, do it properly or else I will fight with you and win my apology." i challenged, and he frowned

He stood there contemplating for a minute. And then looked at their other side where Nickolas was practicing.

"I did not complain to my family, you do not have to worry about that!" I said reading his eyes, he was just a kid for me, who is 19 years old.

"Hmm, I still did not want to spar with you, not now at least. I can not hurt you badly because of your father." he added when i felt there was some humanity in him, making me grumble.

"What is your problem? Why did you keep passing sarcastic comments, and I am responsible for myself. I am not dependent on my father, and you have my word, no one would say anything to you." I declared as I put my sword in a defensive position again.

I could see his hesitation. He did not want to spar, maybe he was worried about my condition but his pride was not letting me accept that.

\'Tsk tsk.. Male and their bubble of ego.\'

"Fine, I apologise for attacking aggressively that day, little girl." he said with a defeated tone.

I was shocked to hear him apologise to me, i have never thought that he would as he was fuming and grumbling a while ago.

"Call me, Sir Abigail" I demanded and he glared at me.

"You are not qualified for that yet." he replied grumbling as he took the sword back and started practicing again. But just when i turned, i heard him mumbling,

"Dumb little girl!"

"Ha, rude little boy!" I mocked back and he glared at me again.

"I am not a little boy!" he snarled and i chuckled,

"So you agree that you are rude?"

"Yes, but I am not a little boy." he added and i did not know whether to laugh or be angry at him.

"Fine, then let\'s solve this matter like a gentleman" I proposed as he had almost taken the bait.

"There is no matter between us"

"There is, if you you can call me dumb little girl all the time, but if i won you have to fulfil my one wish" i offered and his eyes narrowed.

"Why don\'t we both have the same winning prizes?" he asked, tilting his head, his eyes turned sharper and I cursed his skills. I was this close to winning.

But i faked the proud expressions on my face,

"Because I am not like you, as a noble I have my etiquettes, I will not call you little boy whether you win or not. But it only fair that i get something from the bet, and it\'s not like you are a noble that you have anything to lose"