65 Chapter 65

~Talfen, the capital of Coldshore~

~The City Square, Rashford's Pub~

Andras however stepped in, not because he was worried for the wellbeing of the clumsy Angel but because he wanted to be a nuisance to Prince Cederic. A little flower wine couldn't kill an Angel of common standing, much more a noble who was far more resilient.

"I believe it would be wise to hold him in a more comfortable position, Your Highness," He supplied with a straight face.

Cederic immediately got traumatic flashbacks of his sister scolding him for handling Reqiel roughly and settled for picking him properly. It was conflicting for him because he was used to treating males roughly, they could handle it after all.

Not Prince Reqiel obviously, if something as delicate as flower wine could knock him out in such a short time.