Eben was still moving but stopped short when both their heads turned. He couldn’t see well in the dark and she didn’t look particularly scared just ticked off. He clenched his jaw when the man told him to leave because this didn’t concern him. He was damn tired of hearing his opinion didn’t matter. He swallowed and gathered the courage in his gut a little more and kept walking towards them.
“I think I get to decide what concerns me.” He met the girls eyes and the fact that she was still looking at him concentrating and not thankful or scared exactly was confusing and he wasn’t sure what he had walked in on. However he could tell this guy was an asshole. He turned his eyes back to the other guy and stood his ground steady even though he felt a chill on the back of his neck.
“I’ll leave when she tell me to leave.” He said pointing at the blonde girl with the man.
“She doesn’t look happy and that concerns me .”
Roderick moved his neck from the left to the right making a loud clicking noise as if he didn’t quite fit in his skin. He took a deep breath thinking about his options. This stupid human was complicating a simple situation and pissing him off which was not helping the boy’s chances of getting out of this situation.
A cold smirk formed on his face though and he let go of the princess holding up his hands. “Alright cowboy, you got me. I’m scared,” he said walking towards the boy, waving his hands in a mocking manner at him.
Shaylee swallowed hard walking towards Roderick, grabbing his arm. “Roderick, no let him go,” she tried ordering knowing that he could be forced to listen to her brother. He shook her arm free with a violent force that would have broken a normal human’s arm.
“Does it boy?” he asked, practically growling as he stepped as close as physically possible to him. Shaylee stood for a moment not knowing what to do. Her own gifts weren’t back to full force yet so fighting him was out of the question. But she couldn’t let him hurt this poor human either.
“Roderick I mean it,” Shaylee warned, trying to mask the fear in her voice. Roderick reached out and straightened the boy’s jacket around his neck before turning his head back to Shaylee.
“Your highness it would be well advised for you shut the hell up,” Roderick said then turned back to the boy, “now tell me your name and how you’re going to leave this place and not tell a soul of what you’ve seen.”