Chapter 33 - A Revolutionary Fighter Sara

Sara sunddenly turned into a Revolutionary fighter and the supporter of freedom. Making Chaol to chuckle a her cuteness. But they say, strike the iron, when it's hot. So, he took her phone, which doesn't even carry any lock, just swipe up to unlock thing, then type his brother's room's telephone number and pass it to her as if whether she should call and talk with his brother or not. That decision belongs to her completely.

After all, he still have to match-make them. He doesn't want to take the risk of fleeing such a unique and cool sister-in-law.

Since, she was filled with self-righteousness So, she pressed on the call button.

Ring~ Ring~ Ring~ And within three ring the call was answered. She was about to place it near to her ear, when Chaol gave a pleaded look, making her to turn on the loudspeaker.

" Hello, Jacob speaking." The cold, intimidating,menacing, almsot suffocating voice came from the other side, making the duo to stare at each other.

Chaol waited for her to reply. But she had long lost the courage, the moment the guy had opened his mouth. And both stare at each other, in utmost bewilderement. After the call log was getting calculating, the time was ticking off. Yet neither from the duo said anything.

"Hello?" Jacob asked again, after getting no response from the other side, even after 2 whole minutes. Whereas, Chaol and Sara were starring at the phone as if it was a hot potato in their hands, which needs to be get rid of.

" Why are you two starring at the phone screen, like fools? Don't you know how to speak to the caller?" And both Sara and Chaol stare at the little child, who god knows when had climbed at their table and was now starring at the ongoing call intently.

They both look baffled. But Jacob heard it all. And he doesn't need to know, who these two fools mentioned by the tiny voice could be.

"Sigh! Chaol, Miss Rajput? Anything to say?" Jacob asked, trying to act as gentle as possible, to sound not as irritated at the moment as he was.

After all, it was already 6:40. And they should be on their way back home. But he could tell, they don't have any plans of doing so.

"Ahhhh!!!!" And both, one young girl and young boy, ended up shouted on top of their lungs, as if they have just witnessed a paranormal encounter, startling the kid even, who was starring at them, as if starring at two clowns.

Rendering Jacob speechless. Did he say, peeka-boo, for them to act scared shitless like that? And for god sake, Chaol is the God of Destruction. Even if Sara is a human. How could that guy act like a child?

"You scared me!" Tiny voice accused the duo, who were starring at the mobile screen as if starring at ticking time bomb. They kept snapping from each other's faces to phone screen, then back to the child, who only god knows why was there, and then back at the phone screen where number of minutes were increasing.

"Ahem! Sir." She addressed him. Well, she has never ever referred to him, as anything. So, suddenly she didn't know, what to say or how to address him. Could it be Jacob? Nope, they aren't that close. Then crown prince? But what if that guy thought, she is taunting him. Or what if that guy felt depressed, after all, he like to be treated as a commoner.

Plus, what was his full name? She doesn't remember. Then, what on the Earth should she call him? And then she could only fix upto Sir.

"Brother. Hello. I mean.. Heya. Bro, wassup?"Chaol started acting like a cute child, which made no difference to the guy, who was waiting patiently, without any word.

" Bro, Miss Rajput wants to say something?" And Chaol being the definition of Chaol. He just pushed everthing on her. As if he was ready to admit from anything to everything she has to say.

Making Sara to flushed out a little. This guy! And she for sure, cursed Chaol severely, which her facial expressionshowed clearly. But Chaol and his pleading look, again showed up. Making her to sigh once again. She was really regretting her decision in impulse.

"Yes, Miss Rajput?" Jacob asked, after waiting patiently for 5 minutes. But she didn't say anything at all.

"Sir. Actually, i wanted to ask, is it necessary to be back, before 7." She asked, calmly, gently and nobly. Making Chaol to feel like touching her feet in reverence. Well, only she knows, how weak her knees have gone, luckily she was sitting, how erratically her chaotic heart was beating, only she knows, how her Tripple F hormone had been triggered, only she knows, how her body was surging with adrenaline rush, only she knows. Yep, only she knows. Just like every single fuckin time.

"Why?" Jacob asked back rather than replying. After all, it's not a nomal day luxury to talk with her.

"Because… because, we haven't enjoyed fully yet." She replied bitting her lower lip a bit. Her nervousness can't be shown.

" Then, may I know the estimated time, when you will return?" Jacob asked politely and gently. But it can't be an easy task, to melt the coldness of the millenia in just a day or two.

"Till… umm… 12." She said, while starring at the hand signal Chaol did, who nodded afterwards, as if saying it's absolutely normal, to stay till 12.

" Okay." Jacob simply replied, making the duo stare at each other, with baffled look once again. He agreed. Just like that.

"Anything else?" Jacob asked again, after getting no response from them.

" Nope. No problem. Thanks." Sara said and directly hung up the phone, despite the other side being The Crown Prince. Making him to chuckle loudly in a serious room ,earning the looks of 12 people in the room, who were currently there fom last 3 hours, busy talking about the state affairs of Uraco, with this Crown Prince.