Ginevra stiffened in Cael's embrace, but relaxed a moment later and hugged him back.
This was not an embrace of lovers at first. A second later, though, Cael became aware again of all the things he loved so much about Ginevra and her body, all in intimately close vicinity to him: her breasts, her hips, her scent, a stray strand of hair tickling his neck…
That, paired with the rush of a fight hard-fought and hard-won, primed Cael's base instincts. Possessed by the urge to reaffirm the life of both of them, Cael moved back a little, only to move in again, his lips aimed for Ginevra's—
"Aaah!"
Vittorio's scream, and the following thud, forced Cael to pull himself away from Ginevra and look with alarm at the sound's direction. He saw Vittorio sprawled on the ground, groaning.
Princess stood above him, her neck raised proudly high. She let out a coughing noise.
"It's a wonder you didn't fall off earlier, human. A wonder."
Cutting. You get it? Because he threatens to cut off her head?
Alr, I'm gonna see myself out.