The Royal Contract

Chapter 593: A warrior princess

Eida had changed her clothes countless times, yet, she was still not contented with the result. She looked again in the mirror, checking the next dress she tried on.

She thought it was still lacking something, yet the others she already put on were too over the top. She needed something that screamed elegance but subtlely emphasized her sexy curves.

“Here.” Her assistant handed her another set of clothes to try on, placing them on her bed.

Then, she sat down on the edge of the bed, watching her boss sort through the pile. Her boss had many clothes to choose from, and most of them would be good enough to wear in her opinion.

She could not understand why her boss was fretting about this meeting. She had never seen her in this mood before. Usually, she would pick a dress without care then be done with it.

“I don’t think so.” She said to the first dress she picked from the pile. Then, disregarded almost half of it, leaving the rest to try on.

One by one, she put them on, looking at herself in the mirror. But nothing seemed to satisfy her fancy. She could not decide on any of them. Until she was down to the last one.

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It was the only piece left on her bed. A new dress she had bought out of impulse but had not worn yet. She put it on quickly, turning around to see how it fit her.

“Wow, you should definitely wear that.” Her assistant uttered in amazement, admiring the new piece of clothing.

She certainly thought that her boss looked great in the dress. It was a gorgeous dress that could make a man take a second look at her and drool over her.

“You think?” She looked at her assistant, raising her brow in question.

If she was going to be on time, she had better decide soon what to wear. She could not go through all those clothes again to pick another one. And, there was no more time to buy a new one.

She looked at herself again on her reflection, musing at what stared back at her. As she scrutinized more closely, she began to see the appeal of the clothes that wrapped around her body.

“Yeah, I think you are right.” She said to her assistant, turning around to give it a final look.

She finally agreed that it was indeed perfect to what she was aiming for tonight. It was classy but just a bit slutty. Finally, feeling pleased with her choice.

“Wait a minute. Are you going out with the prince as a reporter on the job or as his date?” Her assistant teasingly asked, curious about the way her boss was acting.

She took the discarded clothes off the floor and dumped them back in her closet, not bothering to sort them out. She was her assistant in the office, not her maid.

“Why are you here again?” Eida turned to her assistant, diverting the topic, not wanting to answer her question.

She had her reason for trying to look her best in this meeting. She knew this was not a date, but she still liked to look her best tonight. But she did not plan to share her plans with her assistant.

She moved out of her length-size mirror and sat down in front of her vanity table, picking out the shades she would use for her makeup.

“Yeah, about that.” She quickly returned to pick up the bag that she left at the side of the bed when she entered her room.

She was supposed to hand the files to her earlier, but she ended up helping her boss with her clothes. She quickly took a thick envelope out of her bag and placed them in front of her.

“What is this?” Eida asked, curious about the stack of papers inserted in the unmarked envelope.

She dropped her lipstick on the table, wondering if those were the data she needed for her story. She started shuffling through the files, scanning the contents for information.

“Those are the researches gathered by our team last night.” Her assistant told her as she walked back to the bed and grabbed her bag, ready to leave.

“I think your exact words were. I want them in my hands by tomorrow.” She said as she walked out of her room, saying goodbye to her boss.

She loved working with her boss, but she could be demanding most of the time. But she was not complaining. Her boss worked very hard, which might be more than any of them.

“Thanks,” Eida shouted over the closing door.

She did ask for it, she thought as she scanned swiftly on the files before closing it again and setting it aside. She had no time to read the comprehensive report, but it looked interesting.

She continued to finish the application of her makeup, putting on the final touches. Then, she grabbed her phone and made a last-minute check on any messages and the time before inserting it inside her purse.

If she left now, she would be just in time for the meeting with the prince, counting a few minutes with the traffic. She preferred to arrive first than to make him wait.

“Shall we make the prince drool?” She whispered to herself, inspecting her final appearance in her mirror, remembering what her assistant told her about the dress.

She arrived at the club earlier than she thought. Luckily, the traffic was light, and she did not have a problem with the parking.

She made her way to the bar, but not without eyes following her every step. She knew she had made the right choice with the dress.

“Can I get you a drink?” A man automatically stood beside her on the bar as soon as she sat on a stool.

She was about to order herself a glass while waiting for the prince. But the man already beat her to it. He signaled for the bartender without even waiting for her reply.

“That won’t be necessary.” Another male voice answered the cocky man, coming from her back. “The lady is with me.”

The other man looked at the newcomer and smiled. Then, said his apologies before backing away. On the other hand, she never looked behind her, already knowing who it was.

“I believed I owe you three bottles of beer.” He stated, sitting on the other stool beside her.

He called the man on the other side of the bar and immediately ordered for the two of them. Then, he turned around to finally look at her.

It was no surprise that he found her attractive, especially in the dress that she was wearing. He wondered if she usually went out on interviews with those clothes or just when she went on bars.

He could not presume that she went to all that trouble of dressing up for him. That would be ridiculous. In their past encounters, she did not show any hint that she was interested in him. Other than to get information.

“Don’t expect that I will thank you for saving me from that man. I can very well ward him off on my own.” She turned slightly to face him, showing him that she was no damsel in distress.

She was tired of men who thought they could bully their way to her pants or men treating her like she could not defend herself. She was an independent woman who knew what she wanted and worked hard to get it.

“I don’t think you did need saving, but I think he does.” He answered her as he took the two glasses of beer and handed one to her. “You would have eaten him alive if I did not save him from you.” He wittily answered her, putting on his charming smile.

He met a lot of women who were capable of taking care of themselves. Most of them believed that they did not need a man.

And just like those women, he classified her as a warrior princess, capable of saving the world.