FEELING the other's breath on his ears, Astrid only felt itchy. Which greatly annoyed him. It made him subconsciously moved back. His movement was a bit forceful, almost making the back of his head collide with the hard door of his room. But before his head hit the said door, he felt a large callused palm pillowing it. Carefully avoiding the possible collision.
Astrid blinked his phoenix eyes. Of course, he knew who this callused hand belonged to. He just didn't expect that the man in front of him would actually move that fast just to protect him. When he looked at the prince, he was surprised at the anger he saw in those golden eyes.
No matter how much he bickered with him earlier, Astrid had never seen such anger from him. So, he didn't quite understand this kind of reaction the other was showing.
"What are you doing, moving like that? What if you hurt yourself?" he almost growled.
