Isaiah's blood lust practically vanished at Irenia's touch, his eyes returned to their usual dark brown color. He tried to contain himself but he couldn't he dropped his sword nd took her fully in his arms. He didn't care about how he could be executed for such an act all he cared about was that she was safe He gave his own weak laugh even though his voice was weak and full of shame. "I just didn't want to frighten you milady. I didn't want you to think of me as that monster." He felt so weak again even now holding her in his arms. "I'm so sorry my queen..."