Asher was about to wordlessly comply with Naya's request, but her remark threw him off. [color=slategray][i]How would having her in my lap make anyone feel better?[/I][/color] wondered to himself, but opted to glare at the witch rather than let his bewilderment become apparent. 

Satisfied that he had saved enough face, he keeled next to the semi-coherent angel and wrapped one arm around her waist and placed his other hand behind her head for support. Just as Naya instructed, the prince brought her to a sitting position as carefully as he could, taking moment to answer Livia's question, [color=slategray]"She's the key ending this war. One way or another, the king of light will lose his will to continue fighting."[/color]

Although healed the most part, the princess was still cold as ice and her eyes seemed struggle to stay focused. [Color=slategray]"Get on with it,"[/color] he said, far more brusquely than he intended. [Color=slategray]"Please,"[/color] he offered in a softer tone. 

The prince was quickly beginning to come to the conclusion that sooner he was done with angel the better off he would be. Being near the creature was affecting him in ways he couldn't even begin to understand.