As if giving the Princesleys a path to freedom, Herriot dragged Marissa away. Galanos could only bow a bit before fleeing the scene in the direction of his daughter. He had embarrassed himself from his lack of proper judgment, but it's good that he didn't do so to a new queen or something. Artie Ellis was just an archduchess consort; she shouldn't have that much power in the royal court.
Larkin only shook his head to relieve himself from the headache that came from the freeze, but his eyes turned to Wusso who was only enjoying the show. "I believe your elven blood had given you immunity against formless attacks to the mind?"
"Yes, it had indeed." Wusso held only his belly as he gurgled his laughter. He didn't want to laugh at Larkin's face, but the fierceness of the archduchess was too much. She dared to knock down the majority of the noblewomen of the high nobility? How impulsive.
