His smile slowly widened. The boy had stopped panicking after she finished- in which, had comforted him a bit. Yes, he was a good fighter. But his brain is what makes him one. He thinks of certain techniques that are unique and unknown to most. But sometimes...they don't work quite as planned. His claws were sharp- and so were his alabaster ivories. But even with two weapons he felt strangely afraid. Afraid of loosing and looking weak in front of his possible future queen.
The massive brute continued to smile with his breathes calm and steady. He was okay now. Only a tiny bit afraid of the woman, who may be his queen someday. Aldoro inhaled a bit of icy air yet again before replying, "Oh, I'm fine. Don't worry about it..." His words slipped out his maw calmly and normally. Truly. He waited for her to finish her next statement, but this time, his smile grew wider into a grin. The man could most defiantly see this girl as a queen. Her bright, beautiful eyes, glimmering with pride as she spoke with her subjects. As she ordered them to go on patrols, to invite them on hunts, etc.. His own bicolored eyes gleamed excitedly. "You'd be a great queen." Was all the boy said as she leaned in.
"Speech"
