I glance at Princess Paislee, hoping she will take action, but she remains expressionless, as if she doesn't care what happens between the two Princes.
So, I have no choice but to take matters into my own hands. If she won't do something, then I will. I can't let them argue and risk ruining the storyline.
Prince Fraser raises his fist to strike Rufus, but before he can land the punch, I quickly block it with my hands. The force behind his punch leaves my hand numb, and I wince in pain.
"Purplany!"
"Csille!"
Rufus immediately holds my hand gently, as if he's afraid he'll hurt me. "Why did you do that? Let me see your hand." He then checks it to see if there is any wound.
I try to take my hand back, but Rufus won't let me. "I am okay, Prince Rufus. Please let my hand go."
But he continues holding my hand, glaring at Prince Fraser, who is currently staring at us.