Aslan quickly walked away. He was trapped in the tiger's den. Whether he liked it or not, the only way was to fight them. Aslan knew that he would not make it out unharmed. Even if he managed to escape, Aslan would have to pay a heavy price. So, he was prepared for the consequences.
As Aslan backed away, Yvonne came closer towards him so that the man's back hit the table against the wall. There was a vase of fresh flowers and a silver box. Yvonne locked Aslan with both hands on the table.
"You dare to resist, then I will really bite you."
Aslan smirked. Then, a guard said that the king would arrive in a moment.
"Give up and I will save you."
Aslan shook his head, still holding on to his principle. He would not be easily tempted by a cheap trick like this. Besides, he was not the average man who would be seduced by a queen who dressed indecently worse than a prostitute.
