[ Tutu hovers in the air between them, a hand outstretched to each to bid them to keep their distance. They couldn't do this. Not even if they were enemies. It would bring only harm. ]
Then why has he caused you harm? [ Her gaze turns to Mytho, soft but stern. ]
no subject
Then why has he caused you harm? [ Her gaze turns to Mytho, soft but stern. ]
My prince, why do you do this?