The Prince Who Loved Me - Chapter 87

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Chapter 87

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Thanks to the rain that had fallen all night finally stopping, the last day of the event was clear and sunny.

That afternoon, a friendly polo match was scheduled as a special event.

Fortunately, the groundskeepers had tended to the wet lawn since dawn, so the match could proceed without being canceled.

As it was a friendly match, participants were carefully selected mainly from royal family members and invited guests who had been on polo teams during their university days.

Damien took on the role of captain and the number 3 position for the Royal Blue Team representing the royal family, and the polo uniform suited him remarkably well.

Several women exchanged excited glances as they watched him tighten his helmet straps.

Bada, watching from the spectator stands closest to the lawn, felt inwardly satisfied at the sight.

When Damien mounted his horse in one swift motion with mallet in hand, gasps of admiration could be heard from all around.

Meanwhile, the opposing team, the ‘Golden Knights,’ coincidentally included both Lucien and Jacob.

As a total of eight players faced each other in formation, a strange tension filled the arena.

“Tweeeeet!”

Soon the whistle announced the start of the match, and each horse charged toward the ball.

As the horses tangled with each other and collided, dynamic force could be felt.

The speed was so fast that even following the ball with one’s eyes wasn’t easy.

It was the moment when Damien, having skillfully gained possession of the ball, was charging toward a score.

Lucien and Jacob suddenly appeared on either side of him, charging simultaneously to block his path.

“Oh my goodness!”

Even the people sitting in the stands clicked their tongues at the rough riding off.

Bada watched Damien with a worried expression.

Even though she didn’t know much about polo, this match looked entirely disadvantageous for Damien.

‘It seems like team members were assigned randomly, but the skill gap between players is so large that it feels like only Damien is playing on his team.’

While Jacob persistently marked Damien, Lucien seized the ball and charged toward the goal. Soon the Golden Knights scored their first point.

After putting the ball in the goal, Lucien cheered and deliberately brushed past Damien.

His raised corner of his mouth clearly contained provocation.

Damien’s eyes turned coldly at the sight.

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The back-and-forth score had somehow managed to reach a tie.

The fact that the Royal Blue Team could maintain the tie in this difficult match was entirely thanks to Damien.

Damien changed horses and muttered curses under his breath toward his teammates.

‘Every single one of them is useless.’

But his teammates felt wronged in their own way.

Who knew the opposing team would come at them so mercilessly in what was supposed to be a formal friendly match?

They thought it would end after swinging their mallets around a few times.

Especially that American man who owned Sissi was acting as if his life depended on this match.

Even the usually gentle Lucien was taking the match seriously today, even overcoming near-falls from his horse.

The Crown Prince opposing him was also acting as if the survival of the monarchy depended on the outcome of this match, which was truly bewildering.

When the Crown Prince glared at his teammates with cynical eyes, they felt humiliated as if they had become the most useless beings in the world.

One teammate muttered in a half-dead voice.

“…Now I understand why the players who were on the same college polo team as the Crown Prince get sick just hearing his name.”

When the next period began, Damien gripped his reins and turned his horse to charge toward the center of the field.

Rough breathing escaped between his tightly closed lips.

“Waaaah!”

“Your Highness the Crown Prince, fighting!”

When his heavy horse spurred forward, dust rose and the ground vibrated.

Damien rammed into Jacob as if seeking revenge for what had happened earlier.

The impact made Jacob’s body sway greatly.

Jacob, who had nearly fallen but managed to regain his balance, looked at Damien with bewildered eyes, but he was already far away.

As the match became rougher, cheers erupted from the spectator stands. But Bada couldn’t hide her anxiety.

‘This isn’t a polo match, it’s a brawl!’

She was restless, worried that Damien might get hurt.

In her heart, she prayed that he could finish the match safely.

Taking advantage of a gap in the defense, Damien instantly seized the ball and began to run.

The mane of the horse carrying him fluttered as it cut through the wind, and the ground vibrated.

At the same time, the opposing team’s defense closely pursued him. Jacob, who had regained his composure, also began chasing Damien at a frightening speed.

Lucien, who had caught up, clashed mallets trying to steal the ball.

Damien felt flames gradually rising in his stomach.

Why do they keep trying to steal what is rightfully mine?

A woman who wears clothes I bought, wears a necklace I gave her, and lives under my roof, how dare they.

‘Bada is mine.’

Grinding his teeth, Damien pushed Lucien away with his shoulder and quickly scanned his surroundings.

‘Even though I’ve declared to the whole world that she’s mine, if you can’t give up, I’ll force you to let go.’

His teammates were only following far behind, so there was no one who could help him.

If this continued, he might lose the ball again to Lucien and Jacob’s combined attack.

Damien quickly calculated the distance to the goal.

And just before Jacob, who had approached, could ram his horse, he swung his mallet with all his might.

With a dull sound, the ball flew at high speed and scored in the goal.

“Waaaaaaah!”

“Long live Your Highness!”

As the crowd cheered at the refreshing score, the whistle sounded and the end of the match was declared.

Damien elegantly held his horse’s reins, turned his body, and gazed at the scoreboard.

The result was a victory for the Royal Blue Team by just one point.

“Yes! Yes!”

Excited, Bada unknowingly jumped up from her seat and shouted.

Her voice was so loud that Lady Winchester, sitting next to her, was startled.

‘Amazing. He practically won single-handedly!’

At that moment when she was celebrating his victory.

Suddenly a strong gust of wind arose, shaking the tent over the spectator stands.

The strong wind made the hem of Bada’s dress flutter and blew off her wide-brimmed hat.

“Oh!”

Bada reached toward the hat being carried away by the wind, but it was too late. The hat had instantly flown toward the field.

Bada could only stare helplessly at the hat fluttering in the air.

Then Damien, who had been celebrating victory with his teammates on one side of the field, turned his horse’s reins and galloped toward the hat.

Before the hat could fall into the mud, he leaned from his horse and barely managed to catch it.

Then he began approaching Bada while still on horseback.

Seeing this, Lady Winchester admired.

“Even while celebrating victory, His Highness’s entire attention was focused on the Lady. Oh my, how enviable.”

He approached near the spectator stands where Bada was sitting and jumped down from his horse. Then he gazed at Bada over the fence and shook the hat in his hand before handing it to her.

Bada stood up and approached the fence, reaching out her hand.

The very moment she grasped the hat.

“Thank y…”

Kiss.

Damien instantly pulled Bada’s waist toward him and kissed her.

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