Family

"ARGHHHHH!" Alexa screamed, feeling the flesh being pierced but once. It was a searing pain, capable of waking the dead. With sore and flooded eyes, she looked at the injured area in her flank, where someone was sewing the wound with a needle. 

"AHHHHH! ... Why are you doing this?!" she whimpered, feeling all the nerves in the body she was inhabiting, hypersensitive. Tears were streaming involuntarily down the Prince's face now. Strong, tenacious hands held Alexander's wrists, and on his forehead, another hand was trying to keep the Prince from squirming. The young Prince's ankles were also being held tightly. 

Looking up, Lex saw Gutard's face, the Sovereign Prince's dismayed eyes watching his son's reactions. He was the one touching his forehead. Balbo was the one holding his wrists, and greeted Lex,

"Just one more moment, Your Highness. You got your first real scar."

"It's not ... my first scar!" the words came out of his mouth, and Lex flinched.