Chapter 51: The exes
>>Amber
The rose burst into hot flames, sending shockwaves rippling through the crowd. Gasps of surprise echoed through the arena as spectators recoiled in astonishment, and even Prince Lyal himself seemed taken aback by the sudden turn of events.
With a startled cry, he instinctively threw the flaming rose away, his movements swift and desperate. But it was too late—the damage had been done. The intense heat and unexpected spectacle had spooked his horse, sending it into a frenzy of panic.
The majestic animal reared up on its hind legs, its powerful hooves thrashing wildly as it fought to break free from its rider’s control. Prince Lyal, caught off guard by the sudden outburst, struggled to maintain his balance, his hands desperately clutching at the reins in a futile attempt to regain control.
But it was no use. With a final, heart-wrenching cry, the horse bucked violently, sending Lyal tumbling to the ground in a chaotic blur of motion and pain.
The crowd watched in stunned silence as the prince fell, the sound of his impact echoing through the arena like a thunderclap. For a moment, time seemed to stand still as he lay motionless on the ground, the air thick with a palpable sense of dread and concern.
And then, with a collective gasp, the spectators rushed forward, their voices blending into a cacophony of shouts and cries as they swarmed around the fallen prince, their hands reaching out to offer aid and support in his time of need.
"Lyal!" Illaris hopped down the benches to go to her lover. I glanced at her, then looked at Lyal in horror.
So, they are a thing.
I wonder if they had anything going on when Lyal called me a whore and stormed off.
I looked away, I had no reason to offer help. So while everyone was busy with him, I chose to make my escape.