"That—" Caspian wanted to speak, but Hana raised her hand, causing the words to hang in his throat right away.
"Come down, Caspian," she said. In front of all eyes watching, she wouldn't be surprised if he tried to act out his pride, but he obeyed, flying down until his feet landed on the stone and his wings retracted. But the darkness in his eyes as he glared at Kulu was so raw that the air turned heavy.
Kulu flew down as well. He landed a few paces away, his chest heaving and his eyes never leaving the female who had just distracted him in the heat of battle. He looked like a man torn between two worlds: the vengeful warrior wanting to restore his father's honor and the pathetic servant waiting for a word of praise from his 'goddess'.
