"Ingrid…!" Arthur groaned, stepping back with a sigh before walking away. "Louis, tomorrow… be prepared. I will defeat you and humiliate you in front of the entire academy! I won't let a pathetic excuse of a prince like you pretend to be a great hero. All lies! Saving Frostbane? Who would believe such bullshit?"
"I suppose almost having your jaw dislocated wasn't enough," Louis sighed. "Go now, before I change my mind. I've already had my fun with someone else today, so I don't feel particularly conflictive."
"Fucking son of a bitch…" Arthur muttered as he walked away.
The prince of Camelot sighed and looked back at his House, groaning angrily that he needed no help. "Leave me alone, I'm fine—"
"What did you say?"
Out of nowhere, Louis's voice sounded again right behind him. Arthur's face twisted in disbelief as the prince had followed despite thinking he would be left alone.
"Hmm? Are you angry perhaps? What? That your mother's a bitch—"
BOOOM!
