238 Deal with the Devil II

"Brother Alistair, are you alright?"

Drusilla was the first to rush over. The moment Atticus released them from his magic, she sprinted over and landed right by Alistair, helping him up. It was a wonder how Drusilla managed to do all that with her heels on and still look every bit as perfect and ladylike.

Prince Alistair coughed, his hand pressing against his chest. Otherwise, he didn't seem to have taken too much damage. It might not have been obvious for the naked eye but King Atticus had placed a barrier to cushion his hit. He hadn't taken as much damage as he would've if he hadn't been wrapped in magic.

After all, Atticus only meant to scare him. They were in a foreign land. It wouldn't be wise to act up when his army wasn't ready yet.

"I'm… fine…" Alistair said, struggling to sit upright.