Atticus and the others appeared in the middle of a ruined square in a flash of light.
'Only a few.'
Atticus scanned the entire territory and beyond for any signs of threats. Though he'd escaped Raziel's territory, he wasn't taking any chances. There were only a few stragglers around.
"What the hell was that?"
Atticus felt the heavy glare of the princess and inwardly sighed.
'Of course.'
Though he'd just met the girl, he somehow knew how she'd react.
"It's a perk of being a lord. I can teleport to my territory anytime I like."
"You know that's not what I'm talking about!" she said, pointing toward the weary Magnus. "You were about to abandon him."
Atticus froze. The temperature spiked as his eyes burned red. But the princess didn't back down.
"Did I lie?"
"…."
Atticus' teeth were clenched hard as he silently stared at the petite princess for what felt like a decade.
'No.'
It wasn't a lie. It was the absolute truth. He'd been about to abandon Magnus.
