213 Treats and Fun 1

"I suggest we retreat for now and track them better, wait for another opportunity," Naida suggested.

Several of them nodded, agreeing with her suggestion while their eyes were set on the Princess, awaiting her decision. After all, it rested on her and whatever decision she made, they had to follow.

"Bring him to me."

"What? The elf?" Naida's eyes shot open at the princess's request.

'How can she ask us to bring the elf to her? We cannot catch him at this point. We would be found out long before we even get to where he is.' Naida thought to herself.

She felt Marin's request was unreasonable but before her thought could further run wide or her mouth would sprout something out that would put her in trouble, Coralia held her hand up to silence her friend.

From the corner of her eye, she could see Marin's expression darken and it probably didn't mean well. So it was not safe for Naida to keep ranting.

Immediately she had spoken out of turn, Doris shot a glare at her as if warning Naida to clam shut her mouth before she says something stupid and make her do something to her.

A short silence fell upon everyone, no one saying anything more but was broken by Doris. "I understand, your highness."

That was all she said and turned around, diving back into the water.

No one knew or understood what Princess Marin meant, but whatever it was, it was something serious for only Doris to be aware.

Seconds later, Marin turned around and dove right in, swimming away in the direction in which they came without a word to the mermaids.

Quickly the mermaids also made a turn and dived back in, rushing after their Princess.

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~HUMAN KINGDOM~

After losing the challenge, Cullen and Owen began spending more time together, training and learning.

On this particular night, they had stayed late in the training grounds, duelling against each other with both having equal wins and losses.

As a way to celebrate, Cullen decided to treat the Prince to a drink in one of the bars. It turned out that Owen had a special bar he visited and they all went there.

In no time the two of them with three other soldiers matched to a high-class bar to have a drink. Stepping inside, their eyes were welcomed with sights of the beautiful and adorable sexy girls serving and dancing, entertaining the men of the night.

As soon as they stepped into the light an uproar was heard as the men, some of which Lords and high ranking officials, shouted, welcoming the Prince.

Cullen who was not used to spending his nights out drinking in a bar was somewhat perplexed at the sound of their deep voices, just because Owen arrived.

"Your highness! Welcome," a beautiful young and sexy girl walked up to them and greeted with a slight bow.

"Prince Owen, nice to see you. It has been a while," another Lord yelled, raising his cup in the air.

"Hahaha, Lord Barner, nice to see you too," Owen replied, lifting his left hand to greet the older man.

"Come and have fun with me tonight. Let's catch up on old times," the man requested, pointing to the extra-long bench in front of his table. "I also have sexy ladies that can entertain you."

Owen and the others followed the line of his gaze and landed on a set of four beautiful girls, lined up at the right side of his seat.

While those were awaiting their turn to please him, he had two at his sides entertaining him.

"Thank you, Lord Barner, I have friends with me today. I would be up in my corner," Owen yelled back, his hands spread to the side to further buttress his point.

Lord Barner lifted his cup once more and gave Owen a nod, respecting his wishes.

"Is that the youngest general with you, my prince?" Another man asked.

Cullen smiled at them, he had been found out. What was he thinking coming to the most popular bar and not think there would be those who knew him?

"I see Prince Owen is bringing him on the game too," the third man, a high ranking official added, his eyes swerving in his head as he spoke.

At the mention of the young general, several of the girls began flashing dashing smiles at Cullen, even those with and without a customer to serve.

"Hahahha, no. We are just having a night out to relieve the stress of the day!" Owen laughed, trying to take their nosy eyes off Cullen, seeing as he was already nervous.

'So this is the famous youngest general. He is so handsome looking. He is better than what that other soldier told me.' The girl thought.

Working in the bar, offered her the opportunity to hear all forms of news. From what she had heard, he wasn't one to fling around with girls and drink, making him her dream man. Imagine her inner joy when she heard he was the one.

"And done, back to where we were, Owen said, his gaze now focused on the beautiful damsel in front of him.

"This way, my prince," the girl said shyly.

She avoided his wandering gaze and looked down to the side, unable to look into Owen's lustful eyes.

One couldn't blame him, she was wearing an all too revealing outfit that had her B-cup breast held by a crop top, half-revealed and a short skirt reaching just above her knee with three slits on it.

One of the slits was at the centre, stopping just below her private region and two at her side, stopping at her hip, showing her creamy soft skin when she moved.

She lifted her head, still facing Owen's right-hand side and her gaze locked with Cullen's. Unlike Owen, his eyes held a look of intrigue and curiosity, giving her the notion that he was clearly different from their Prince over there.

Owen caught sight of this and smiled to himself. "Why not you take us to my private space and send for the owner."

"Yes, your highness."

She did as he requested and took them up the stairs to a separate room with a bed and a bench five chairs and a table in the centre.

The room was mostly dark, save for the two big candlesticks lighting up the place. Cullen and the other soldiers entered into the room and sat down. Just as she was about to leave, Owen caught her by her wrist and pulled her close to himself.

"Better be back and tell the owner to bring some girls for my friends and I with the usual."

"Yes, my prince."

"Good girl." he wrapped his hand on her slim waist and leaned in close to her ear to whisper. "You would be serving my friend, the young general over there, tonight."

The girl gulped, not being able to say anything, her view completely blocked by his tall frame. To be honest, it was her first time entertaining any guest as she was new and was to only show the guest to their tables and private corner.

But now, Owen was requesting her service for Cullen and she knew her boss, the owner of the bar wouldn't object to him seeing as he was the Prince and her highest paying customer.

"Nod if you heard what I said and agreed to it, not that it matters though. You like him anyway, consider this a gift. Now, go and call your boss."

Not waiting for her response, he released her and let her go but not before spanking her firm ass first.

She instantly skidded away from the room and went to deliver the message.

He moved to one of the chairs and sat down.

"I am supposed to be the one treating you," Cullen spoke up after Owe settled in his seat.

"Pff no need. It is on me. Let's just call it an appeasement gift for not thinking of you as a worthy teacher and opponent. You are actually better than you look and for that, I got you an extra treat."

In no time, the boss, a lady in her early forties entered the room with five different girls following behind her with wine bottles and cups with her.

Following closely behind them, was the young girl from earlier, carrying a tray of food.

"Ah, my prince, apologies for not welcoming you personally. Welcome," the older lady greeted him with a bow, before giving way for the girls to drop what was in their hands.

"Hhaha! It is no problem. I know you are very busy running the place. From the looks of things, business is good and kicking, right?"

"Yes, thanks to you and the officials. Here are the best girls here, ready to serve you and the soldiers tonight. Also, I was told you requested her for the young general?"

She gestured to the young girl at her side and then her brows arched up as she looked at Owen expectantly.

"What!"