Chapter 89 - DATU

All that Yanarym needed to do now is to learn to survive on her own and some sword techniques since it was one of the original's wishes.

Guide-sama: "Where are you going, Yanarym?"

"Help me find a river or maybe a lake. I want to take a bath."

Guide-sama: "Alright, you need to go straight then turn left at the fifteenth tree."

"Okay." As she walked on the uneven path she felt that her pelvic area was hurting. She can still remember how gentle Maki was until they transferred into the hut. That man was such a brute, warriors in this era have the strength of a beast.

Passing through the tenth tree, Yanarym heard rustling sounds on the bushes that made her shift her attention. Frozen to her spot, a fast wind was felt to the skin of her cheeks. Feeling the sting of pain, widening eyes, she blinked three times to a long and thin arrow stabbed into the tree right behind her.

She took a step back and leaned against the tree preventing her knees from giving out to cause her downfall. Breathing a gasp, which made her come to her senses. She was almost hit by an arrow!

Running pace was heard at a distance where the arrow came from, and there was a man who was half-naked wearing a bright red and gold bahag or loincloth below. Long hair almost covering its bare chest muscle. Flexing the bicep while stretching the bow's string which was loaded once again with a wooden arrow.

Due to the luminescence of the sun, Yanarym saw the man's whole body and facial features, she wanted to admire his heroic and handsome structure but having her life in danger in the hands of this man-made her not to.

"Please don't hurt me." Raising her arms like an act of surrendering, showing that she has no weapons on her. That also gave the man a full view of her half-naked body.

Maki forgot to take her upper garment when they left the forest. Currently, she is only wearing a long skirt that covers her lower body down to her ankles. Thanks to her jet-black long hair, her bosom cannot be seen by the stranger, yet her movement caused her cover to be moved aside.

The man did not react, like staring at an enemy and ready to leap forward to attack anytime. So, she remained unmoved even if she was showing her disheveled appearance.

Maybe because she already died twice, the adrenaline that had her knees wobbled earlier is gone now. She's completely at ease at the moment.

"Who are you? What are you doing here?" The man asked assertively, "This is not a place for someone like you." Creasing his brows and clenching his teeth that defined his jawline---what can she say? Well, that was hot though he had scorching glacial eyes.

Isn't having two Adonis would be too much for this world? Yanarym baffled and gulped at the second Adonis in front of her, maybe a lot more shredded and fierce than Maki.

An hour after Yanarym left the small hut, Maki woke up looking delighted at first but when he looked around and saw no trace of the girl who turned his world upside down last night, he began to feel distressed.

The young lady can't stay in a horrible place like this, only if he had been mindful of the situation, he should have brought her to his house, not in this hut, who he doesn't even know is here in the middle of the forest.

She might have hated him for taking her innocence last night now that she was sober and no longer drunk. He admitted that they both had a great time together but also considered that the liquor she had taken might influence her judgment. The sober person is him and had taken advantage of her losing herself that night.

Yet, he made up his mind. He will ask the datu, her father, to allow him to marry her. And willing to take responsibility for his doings to Yanarym last night. Packing his stuff, he walked away to the hut, thinking that the bride of his marriage might have come home.

Yanarym bit her lips hearing the low tone husky voice of the man, his sexiness was overflowing that she could not help but feel the goosebumps crawling into her skin. Even the eyes of the stranger were deep like it was burning blue flame, it's so beautiful, cold and fiery.

"I … was running away." She blinked her eyes just a few times then tears started to rush out. Streaming down from her cheeks to her chin.

"Someone had--did s-som-something t-to me." Putting her hands to her face her sobbing began to get louder and louder.

The man puts his weapon down and looks at the woman without any emotion. He scanned her appearance and noticed that she was not in a good condition.

She was not a slave from his village. Her skin was so white, like fresh milk. The hair looks silky and smooth, the clothes she was wearing although ruined seem like a fine garment that came from those high qualities in traders in the capital. On her arms, he saw a few gold bracelets that only a high-ranking datu could have.

"Who are you?" He asked in a much casual tone walking to her location, she stopped her loud sobbing and looked up to him.

Seeing her wetted face by her tears, Achis did not feel disgusted at all. She's like a fairy who had been heartbroken, so different from other women he had seen crying their eyes out. Bending his knees to level the eyesight of the both of them.

"My name is Achis, I am the datu of the nearby banwa here. Were you at the banquet last night?" Yanarym slowly answered by nodding her head.. "You are," he bowed his head, he didn't see her last night.