Lloyd's POV
Lloyd held a hand up, stopping him in his tracks. With one hand, he steadied Elize, and with the other, he reached out to get tissues. Elize grunted as he wiped her mouth gently.
"My head." She complained, reaching out to press on her temple.
"Wanna get out of here?" Lloyd asked, handing her a glass of water.
"Go away." She said, taking it from him.
Elize spat the water out, interrupting the elemental. Lloyd chuckled at the reaction. Putting a hand on her shoulder to steady her, he drew her close to him. With an irritated grunt, Elize leaned on to him helplessly.
"My prince," Selene said, stepping forward hesitantly, "why don't I take her back-"
"Droth, why don't you keep Selene company," Lloyd said, turning towards his subordinate. "I'll take Elize back."
"Me?!" Droth exclaimed, a horrified expression flashing on his usually blank face.