King Corvus raised his arm, as if to slap Raven.
Instantly, a blue ball of fire hit him squarely in the chest. He fell to the floor, clutching his chest.
Azar hadn't sent a fatal attack. His fireball didn't even burn King Corvus much.
"Don't touch my Daddy with bad intent," the little dragon warned.
King Corvus chuckled in response and stood up slowly. "Well, at least you've got yourself a powerful team of protectors, kid," he told Raven.
Raven didn't bother replying to that.
Crown Princess Pica had finally calmed down after seeing Azar's attack. She looked utterly miserable now. She stared at Raven with unblinking eyes for a while and then bowed abruptly.
"Raven," she said softly. "I've wronged you terribly. I know it's not forgivable, so I won't ask you to forgive me, but I will beg you to let me have a chance to make it up you slowly….if you'd be willing to." She remaining in a bowing position without looking up at Raven.
