559 Get Ou

"Princess, you really must not hit glass. You have put yourself through a lot tonight." Kan warned her, leaning against the wall nearby. His eyes coolly observed her from head to toe. It was as though he was reading her soul from the outside.

"Kan… I can not do this right now." Kyera whispered wiping her eyes carefully. The mask was having a hard time concealing the pain. Anymore pressure and she was sure it would shatter.

"You can, and you will, Kyera. Or at least the Princess of the Forest Knights could. I don't know about her frilly, masked counterpart." He replied carefully. "Granted, one I would mourn, the other I could do without." He added meeting her eyes meaningfully. "And judging by that sparkly bleeding hand, you could too." He took her hand in his and picked the glass off her knuckle, and even pulled slivers out.

"I hit the glass because I am angry." Kyera replied; not even wincing at the pain as he cleared the wounds.

"Why and don't give me that crap about being angry with Verone. If that was the truth you would be hunting him. Not standing here." Kan warned her, as he swapped to the other hand looking for damage. Once he was sure both hands were glass free, he let go.

"I am angry at myself, okay? I am not carrying a sword, I am in a dress that doesn't allow me to move easily and I had to fight a man who could nearly take me in full fighting gear. I tripped over my dress, Kan." She growled in anger. She had to ball her hands into a fist not to claw at the dress.

"Their corsets don't allow enough room for you to change. When bound so tightly and in so many layers you become helpless. Your angry because you were helpless." Kan accused her watching her face carefully.

"I wasn't helpless. I had a dagger." She reminded him and he snorted.

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"And he had a set of teeth and two claws that he is more Accustomed to using than you fighting with a dagger, Princess." He sneered honestly a bit angry.

"Oh? And why is this suddenly your concern? Why does it seem your just as worked up as I am?" She demanded her eyes searching his.

"Because, Kyera, you could have died. Not as a Princess, not as a warrior but like a lamb to slaughter. How could I ever face our ancestors and answer for letting you die?" He demanded shaking his head.