Annalise felt the masked man's hold loosening on her hand and the very next second, she found herself wrapped in the very familiar and warm embrace of Valerius as the Winter Prince teleported her to the other side of the garden.
She felt his palm coming to rest over her injured hand and then his ice magic seeped inside her skin to heal her. In barely any time, the pain was completely gone and her hand was back to normal.
Annalise tried to step out of his arms and look for others but she was stopped by the Winter Prince who pushed her head back to rest against his chest as he whispered, "Don't look."
With a single little nod, she complied with his order, keeping her face pressed against his chest while her ears listened to the clash of weapons and cries of men somewhere behind her.
