Phill noticed Talbot was lost in thought and pain, the burn was too severe, he had to get him to a healer, Ambra was nearest one but, where was she? Then blood splattered all over them, pissed off for the sudden blood on them Phill angrily turned towards the one responsible only to stop in sheer horror of who it was, he and Andrew quickly took a Saluting position being careful not to move so much for Talbot’s sake.
The fabulous prince exclaimed You! Explain! Who are these people, and why do they bathe my capital in the unworthy blood of Ylissean swine?
This man, the tales passed from soldier to soldier inside the military could be passed off as tall tales but, Phill and Andrew knew full well what the prince was capable of, they were anything but tall : once when Phill and Andrew were stationed in the capital, they had a report that the most beautiful women from the brothel were being held captive by a large group of slave sellers known throughout Plegia, there were 20 men settled in an abandoned farmhouse, when Phill and a small group of the guards marched to free the women, they arrived to a horrific scene, all the bandits dead, the sand wet with blood to the point of almost being mud, the farmhouse looked like the entrance to a monsters den, corpses all around, and from within, HE came out, two women wrapped firmly to his legs, dressed in fine silk, the monster known as the Prince of Plegia! My fellow Plegians, Thy Prince has freed the right then a barely surviving bandit screamed as he tried to get up, interrupting him, the next second, he was 20 feet away in pieces, the future king's face filled with anger, as I was saying, I the merciful and masculine Prince of Plegia has saved (and tasted) all these fine women Phill was speechless, all the men instantly cheered but, Phill cheered out of fear and respect for the man, he was a demi-god, if not a God outright.
Talbot asked the man who he was, Phill quickly interrupted Talbot.
“My Prince, these people are of noble and kind hearts, as you have heard, they are shepherds, they are being hunted by these Ylisean riders. This man is injured and in need of healing, please excuse us for our lack of courtesy towards your grace” then Phill whispered to Talbot with a fixed grin, "Do not piss this guy off, and for the love of all that is holy, DO NOT INTERUPT HIM"