He smiled at her, but worry was in his eyes. Yes his body ached too, but he would be fine given a short rest. He wasn't too sure with her. He gently wrapped an arm around her careful not to put pressure on her wound and pulled her against him softly that way she could lean her weight on him."It's okay. You can lean on me. Tey von't judge you or touch you as long as you stay vit me," he whispered into her ear and kissed the top of her head softly. He held her there for a second not moving trying to comfort her as best he could without picking her up. He didn't want to take away her pride or take this from her. She wanted to walk out, and he was willing to let her as long as she managed to stay on her two own feet.
If she needed, he would carry her princess style, but he wanted her to have her pride. "Dragons," he said after a moment, raising his voice so those standing by on the outskirts could hear him. "As te King lays dead a nev one is to be found. Te line of succession is void and a new King vill not be his heir or I shall return and vipe te lineage clean." A growl came from him echoing in the room. He pulled Bri a little closer and his eyes flicked around watching him.
"Let's leave Bri," he stepped forward just slightly making sure she could actually move. If not he was prepared to pick her up and carry her. He would not leave her here... He didn't trust the dragons especially right now. They were neutral by nature and some seemed to like darkness more than he cared to admit.
A pause. "One more ting," his eyes looked up to the apparition of Gil. He knew the real one wasn't here. "Stay out of tis. You have no place here. Return to your real self and leave tis alone. Ve bot knov tis isn't te battle you are vaiting for."
If she needed, he would carry her princess style, but he wanted her to have her pride. "Dragons," he said after a moment, raising his voice so those standing by on the outskirts could hear him. "As te King lays dead a nev one is to be found. Te line of succession is void and a new King vill not be his heir or I shall return and vipe te lineage clean." A growl came from him echoing in the room. He pulled Bri a little closer and his eyes flicked around watching him.
"Let's leave Bri," he stepped forward just slightly making sure she could actually move. If not he was prepared to pick her up and carry her. He would not leave her here... He didn't trust the dragons especially right now. They were neutral by nature and some seemed to like darkness more than he cared to admit.
A pause. "One more ting," his eyes looked up to the apparition of Gil. He knew the real one wasn't here. "Stay out of tis. You have no place here. Return to your real self and leave tis alone. Ve bot knov tis isn't te battle you are vaiting for."
