Dorian picked up Alex, switching his stance as he got ready to slam the young mage hard onto the ground without a second thought.
But just as he was about to deliver the bone-shattering impact—
"Lord Dorian?!" Revina had somehow made her way into the room; her eyes widened in shock at the sight of her mage being held so aggressively.
She didn't waste a single moment.
The first thing she did was drop to her knees right where she stood, her head bowed in a mixture of profound fear and respect.
The elf maids who had been walking down the hall paused, their own shock palpable as they saw their King, their god-on-earth, bowing her head to someone inside the room.
They were frozen, wondering who Lady Revina could be so afraid of that she would tremble this much.
"Lord Dorian, I beg of you to please forgive him! He had nothing to do with this! I was the one who gave him the order to treat her, I promise!"
Her voice was shaky, and she didn't dare raise her head even an inch.
