Prince Scot was still holding the Scimlass when he felt the sharp pain on his right hand. He had been getting this pain ever since he punched Sir Ty and the drunkard at the island two days ago. He shook his hand a bit to relieve the pain and suddenly an idea to get Meryln back strike him.
“Dam it, Ouch!” he exclaimed, carefully placing the sword back to its place.
Meryln was walking down the stairs when he heard him and rushed back to investigate and was dumbfounded when Prince Scot closed the door shut behind her the moment she walked in.
“What is it?” she asked, concerned forgetting that she was indifferent to him few minutes ago.
He walked swiftly trapping her between his body and the wall with his hands pressing against the wall and caging her in. “It’s good to know that even w
