Marvelon

Mitch caught me coming and put up his defense. Fel attempted to step in the way, but I got up to them before she could do anything. My fist was sailing by the time she could say stop. Mitch dodged one but my next one connected. He wasn't given a chance to come at me before another of my fists collided with his jaw. He grabbed my shirt and clocked me in the nose.

Pain was a thing of the past. The need to pound him to a pulp was too great.

"Stop it, now!" Fel bellowed.

All the anger from before vanished. I paused, so did Mitch. Fel grabbed my arm and pushed Mitch away from me.

"Go home," she commanded.

His gaze burned with bitterness. Regardless, he turned and stormed off. Fel hauled me away from the small spectators we gathered. We didn't stop until I yanked my arm free from hers.

She turned to me with pleading eyes. "You have to calm down, Prince. You can't act this way in public."

I hated this but she was