Gigantic Mistake

Krysaos shut his eyes and took a deep breath, preparing himself for the worst. 

The last thing he expected out of Imperia was gratitude. 

In preventing the dark elf from eating the wooden floorboards, he held her fast. Which... meant that he was touching a Princess... which was *probably* a no-go in Elven culture. 

'No hand-holding before marriage' or something insane like that. 

Elves were weird. 

"Go ahead," Krysaos groaned. "Say what yer gonna say..."

"Hmph!" Imperia sharply turned her head away from him. "Took you long enough!"

Krysaos looked down at her in... mild surprise. That was ten times... softer of a response than he expected. 

Then again... she looked like she'd been roughed up pretty bad. 

"The hells you doin' here, anyroad, Princess?" He asked as he carried her to the bed. 

Of course-- Imperia didn't say anything. She just clenched her teeth and tried to look more upset.