#Chapter 48 Drawing Lesson

“S-s-show you?!” I exclaim. King Harvey’s mother takes no time to start wildly swiping at King Harvey, a high left swipe that makes him duck, but he takes a long downward slice at the left side of his chest to protect me. That is why he didn’t step away from it. Me. My right-hand burns with the heat of a wildfire and thrusts outward. My eyes focus on King Harvey’s sword, and it flies out his scabbard. The sword lands squarely into King Harvey’s mother’s hand she has slashed at my husband with. As King Harvey pants in front of me, his mother glares at me from the side. She falls back with a harsh gasp and screams when she rips the sword from her hand. After one final glare, she runs away. “Elena, you do not need to tend to me!” King Harvey exhales as I run a hot towel down the long scratches his mother left on the left side of his chest. They bleed lightly, but I know by having him rest he will be healed in no time. “King Harvey, I am your wife! What do you want me to do?”