Aleksander couldn't help but feel overly self-conscious at the situation they were in now. Elys had pushed him to the ground with a swift move, and she didn't even have to use a lot of force to do so.
"What is she doing?" Henry gasped in horror.
The attendant was infuriated at what the slave princess had done to the prince. He wanted to, but he couldn't really make a move to defend the prince.
He had tried to stand up and storm towards Elys and have her chastised for her impudent behavior, her feral manners, but one look from Cordelia and he found himself frozen in place instead.
"Don't you even dare to disturb the two of them while they are arguing, Henry," Cordelia said as she continued to focus on Elys and Aleksander's body language from afar. "What could you do anyway?"
"Tch," the old man clicked his tongue.