Chapter 121

Zedekiel knew that Frederick was confident because of his magic. Dark Elfin magic was very unstable and dangerous. He couldn't let Prince Ron be exposed to it.

It all happened so fast.

One minute Prince Ron was standing with his slingshot aimed at Frederick and the next, he felt his body being gently placed against a tree. Stunned, he gazed up at his beloved. "W-What are you doing?"

"Protecting you," Zedekiel answered. "I can't let you fight, Prince Ron."

"Why not?!" Prince Ron exclaimed, puffing up like a blowfish. "Are you looking down on me? I can fight you know and I want to protect you too!"

Zedekiel smiled. He couldn't remember the last time someone had wanted to protect him so fiercely. He cupped Prince Ron's cheeks and leaned down, planting a feather-light kiss on his soft lips.

Prince Ron, who was angry before suddenly went quiet. He blushed deeply, not knowing what to do or say. What was it he was feeling again?