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Chapter 32 - Italy

They been sailing for few days now, Juliet was doing fine learning marksmanship from Ivy, she was quite the quick learner after all, she was the cook, nurse, and now she's learning how to fight.

Maybe to ease the guilt of her being so weak, last time Vane almost died because of her

BANG!

"Ivy, was this shot good?"

"No, try again"

Bang!

"What about this one?"

"Absolutely not, you didn't even hit the target".

"im trying "

BANG!

BANG!

BANG!

BANG!

"Okay, the last two are solid "

Juliet perked up

"really?"

Ivy smiled

"yes, you are also learning how to reload quickly!"

Meanwhile Arslan and Vane we're training using the sword.

No matter how Vane observed Arslan, his fighting style was different, unpredictable, but not as reckless as Vane's older style.

He jumped back dodging a slash from Arslan

Vane launched himself at him without hesitation deflecting few attacks

Arslan's force was one of a monster, or was it just because Vane was injured?.

Vane stumbled back as he fell on the ground

"That was good"

Arslan raised a brow

"you're wound is closing, don't push yourself".

after training both Ivy and Arslan went to the second floor, leaving Juliet with Vane.

Awkward silence hung between them

"Im sorry, you almost died"

Vane scoffed

"so what? even if i was about to die, i would've took that Prince with me".

Juliet smile turned a little mischievous

"oh true 'because i love her' like you said right?".

Vane blushed slight

"oh please...im still a human, i can love"

Juliet mischievous smiled softened

"i know, Vane...i love you too"

Ray yelled, as he saw far away from them a silhouette of a land.

"We're here!".

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