"Nyx... no one is forcing you to fight him," Nathan whispered, placing his arm on Nyx's shoulder. His temples creased slightly, and his eyes were full of worry.
Though Prince Ainsworth seemed to be concealing his level with an artifact, old, experienced Awakened like Nathan could tell the young prince was a high-level Awakened, a very powerful one at that.
'From the aura alone, I can tell he's several times more powerful than Nyx,' Nathan thought.
Of course, Nathan knew very well that the king wasn't foolish enough to kill Nyx like he did with the other commoners, but he knew very well that he would definitely hurt her considerably.
The old man couldn't help but shift uncomfortably, thinking, "He must've taken offense because of her blatant disrespect the other day."
The last thing Nathan wanted was for his granddaughter to be hurt or embarrassed in front of everyone.
