Exiled

Velmira stood in front of Karo protectively, her eyes glaring at Aglazeth, who had suddenly appeared.

"What do you want?" she asked with a glare.

"Me?" Aglazeth smirked a little. "Well, you tell me what it is you want. Trying to become a Princess while there's already a Prince?"

"I am not trying to do anything," she said, her body tense. Aglazeth was a powerful Prince, one she had no hope of competing against. "As for the title of Princess, I don't want it."

"Tsk tsk tsk." He shook his head and landed on the ground, walking closer. "You know that it's not a decision just anyone gets to make." He neared her, standing only a breath away.

With his hand, he tapped her fair chin, smiling. "I need you to come with me."

"Get your filthy hands off me." In disgust, she pushed his hand away. "I will not be coming with you."