The time spent waiting definitely hasn't helped the wounds. She'd thought a few times about circumventing the knights but she also like being alive a whole lot too. She didn't know how touching the prince would hurt her so it was more a few of the knights than him but she'd been rolling it around in her head most of the evening.
She's got one of Josh's hands in her own, nibbling on her lower lip in what feels like anticipation. Either this would work really well or it might just be a dud and she wasn't quite sure what she would do if it was the latter. They might be relative strangers but Angela had seen death more than once in her life ... she wasn't keen on seeing it again with anybody.
The moment of anticipation turns to tension, a hissed command and a hand grabbing onto her wrist. She blinks down at it and it takes a moment to realize it's the prince's hand. Then she blinks several more times before she makes a quick "oh!" and then abandons Josh's hand to lay over Kevin's one against her wrist.
The sigh of relief she gives is deep. She almost wants to droop where she stands, laughing a little at how weak her knees feel all of a sudden.
"What was all the fuss about? Gosh, you all should have let me do this a good hour ago!"
She closes her eyes, tilts her head and tries to focus on this skin to skin connection with the prince. There is something of a tingle where they touch but otherwise she's as hail and hearty as ever -- maybe more so as she can feel their magic mingling between them.
"I'll have to hold onto him for a bit but it feels like we're pretty well in sync He's got some pretty strong magic though."
She can feel it even through this small bit of skin to skin contact. Whatever they were so frightened of does seem fairly powerful, she's got to admit. And she's a country bumpkin without any formal magic training.
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She's got one of Josh's hands in her own, nibbling on her lower lip in what feels like anticipation. Either this would work really well or it might just be a dud and she wasn't quite sure what she would do if it was the latter. They might be relative strangers but Angela had seen death more than once in her life ... she wasn't keen on seeing it again with anybody.
The moment of anticipation turns to tension, a hissed command and a hand grabbing onto her wrist. She blinks down at it and it takes a moment to realize it's the prince's hand. Then she blinks several more times before she makes a quick "oh!" and then abandons Josh's hand to lay over Kevin's one against her wrist.
The sigh of relief she gives is deep. She almost wants to droop where she stands, laughing a little at how weak her knees feel all of a sudden.
"What was all the fuss about? Gosh, you all should have let me do this a good hour ago!"
She closes her eyes, tilts her head and tries to focus on this skin to skin connection with the prince. There is something of a tingle where they touch but otherwise she's as hail and hearty as ever -- maybe more so as she can feel their magic mingling between them.
"I'll have to hold onto him for a bit but it feels like we're pretty well in sync He's got some pretty strong magic though."
She can feel it even through this small bit of skin to skin contact. Whatever they were so frightened of does seem fairly powerful, she's got to admit. And she's a country bumpkin without any formal magic training.