"Watch out!" A woman who was selling leather screamed at the top of her lungs.
A cart wagon with a mountainous load of bales of hay was passing through and it's hard for the owner to figure where he was going through with the narrow road and traffic of people. King Artair was just a few feet from it.
"Father!"
Like a flash of lightning, Raigon ran and stepped ahead of King Artair and extended his arms to block the cart wagon from moving forward.
His back was on the cart wagon, and his face was towards the King. He was a few inches taller than the king, so the owner easily saw him.
"Move away!" The owner shouted as he abruptly stopped his cart wagon.
Unfortunately, the bundles of hay were slower to respond and wiggled like jelly before falling over Raigon.
He quickly glanced at his father to make sure he was in a safe place before the heaps of hay showered on him and veiled his vision.
