Third Person’s Pov
Rosalina clung to Garry and hugged him tightly as if her life depended on it. Her petite body trembled against the general’s broad chest in fear; her voice quivered. "W-what just happened?" she asked with a muffled voice. Her eyes were closed and her face was buried in Garry’s chest.
From the sound of the blast and the horses' panic states, she knew something was up. But she was too scared to look up.
"Shh... it's okay, my love. I'm here. No one can hurt you. I promise." Garry consoled his princess-turn-lover, running his hand down the shivering back soothingly. He hoped his warmth could help take away the fear in her.
"My love?" sneered the intruder who caused the fireball, showing no intention to hide his disgust. "How dare you call a royal by that, Garry? Have yo
