Doutre : -strains your arm more making it hurt-
Doutre : and put three arrows into your chest
Doutre : true, why not say sorry? you assaulted a prince.
Aeneas: a prince ha? there is no way I apologize to your kind of prople
Doutre : aww, why? I'm such a nice guy -lets go of his arm-
-speak telepathic to aeneas- no your not a criminal your just a suspious person to the prince doutre. You were following us for some reason but your not a criminal