Jason didn't look away despite the prince's irritated face. It's not that he didn't want, it was more of couldn't. He took note of the prince's dashing features and gulped.
"You are weird," the crown prince said. "From what I heard of the prince of Xeris, he is supposed to be cold and heartless but you aren't as your reputation says you are," he added.
"You shouldn't believe everything that you hear," Jason responded to him.
"But there isn't smoke without fire so I'm certain of skeletons in your clos..." he started to say and stopped. He listened to the surroundings and frowned.
He moved and stood behind Jason. With his hands, he reached out and held Jason's hands. He pulled back on his hand that held the bow and took three arrows in hand and aimed at the trees and fired.
The three arrows flew to the trees. Three people fell from. the trees in which he aimed at. "Run," he warned and pulled at Jason's hand and made a move for it.
He was flying more than running and all the while taking Jason with him. The crown prince was a fast runner but those after them kept them at their feet.
He snatched the bow and arrows from the male and jumped up grabbing the branch of a tree and pulling himself on. While Jason kept running to avoid being killed he stood on the tree firing the arrows one after the other at his enemies.
His arrows hit the target on point but soon he realized that there were more people after him and the arrows ran out. "Just great," he said.
He lifted off from the tree and floated above them all. He folded his hands in front of his chest and started manipulating the air around him. He made sure to direct the wind at them.
At first, it was just small wind but soon he was creating tornadoes and sending them in their direction. He opened his eyes and drew his sword before jumping into the tornados, with his skills he skillfully maneuvered through the wind slicing his enemies into pieces.
His movements were careful, his speed was faster than lightning. When the wind died down. All of his enemies laid dead on the ground and his sword was soaked in blood. His clean clothes were without a single stain of blood.
"I hate blood," he said. He turned his body around. Jason stood behind him wide-eyed at the scene before him, it was not believable to him that someone so handsome and peaceful could have caused such a scene.
"What are you?" he asked never remembering the book having any magical elements. The prince was good with the sword but having the ability to control wind was new. He needed to check with the author and see what was happening.
Maybe he had found himself inside the book that had been stolen. The thief must be the one changing the text from the original.
He needed to inform the author that someone was stealing her work and changing it from the original plot maybe even sue the thief for attempting such an unforgettable crime.
"A prince," the crown prince replied wiping his sword on one of the dead bodies.
"How could you kill them without blinking?" he asked him. Taking a life was something so cold and sinful and he did it without even thinking twice.
"First of all, it was kill them or they kill me, and secondly don't stand there judging me with your past," the prince uttered coldly.
"I will judge what is wrong," Jason said realizing that he had spoken his thoughts out loud. But he felt happy that he had expressed himself. The prince needed to know that killing was wrong.
"That coming from a person who slaughtered 3000 subjects to prove that he was mighty?" the prince asked intrigued. "You have some nerve Nedryn," he added.