"What do you want, Leon?" asked Helen, her tone as icy as it was devoid of any pleasantries. She stood in front of Ryan, protecting him from the forthcoming Leon.
He got towards Helen and halted his march, "I hope you know the consequences of what you're doing, you're leaving a prince for a useless pesky low-ranker," Leon spoke, his voice riddled with disdain.
"Did you just call him useless?" she asked, taking a menacing step forward as the light in her eyes dissipated.
"Yes, I did, Helen. I know he brainwashed you into his bidding, but I can accept that, but that only if you come back to me now," he claimed, gazing over her shoulder to Ryan.
Her voice dropped to a murmur, words too low for him to make out. "How… dare…"
"I will let you think about it," he tried to walk past her but suddenly felt a strong grip on his wrist.
"Huh," he blurted, turning to meet a horrifying expression of Helen.
