“Find someone better” Anberine said bluntly as she remained still, not allowing herself to be fooled by this act nor did she allow her anger to take over her. Anberine resisted the urge to tremble or shake in front of him, least of all him nor she would not falter giving him the satisfaction that he got to her one way or another.

Instead of spitting the blood out, Anberine forced herself swallowed to swallow the metallic rust-like substance down her throat, leaving her feeling sick to her stomach as blood stained her lips a bit. Despite feeling her nose starting to run she refused to wipe it or move her limbs, knowing that it would just provoke them once more.

“I won’t leave until I know for sure she’s okay” Prince Skye told the physician stubbornly to the woman’s annoyance, the physician’s lips soon pursed tightly before shaking her head at how he was acting. “Hand me the bandages and scissors from the cabinet located on the right side of the room please sire, Morgana go and retrieve the small tub over there

“When Merlin and King Arthur were alive, the kingdom was at a state of peace... for a brief time of course. It just a shame the skirmishes had to happen it was no thanks to Uther and his hatred for magic” the physician said in a semi-bitter tone as she remembered the stories she had been told.  “We mages were outlawed until Arthur had set us all free from the pain that had be

Then again having him around was definitely not good for her health,  for sure Anberine worried that she would have to go back to the physician's office once more. Seeing her response caused Skye's smirk to almost grow wider, however he kept it hidden in order to not aggravate her anymore.