"Reyson!" Naesala shouted. The heron prince had swallowed something wrong, and it was blocking his airway. Tibarn leapt up and smacked the prince's back with force. Again and again, it wasn't working. "Get a doctor!" Caineghis roared to a servant. Reyson's lips were turning color.

You where in your feet and around the other side of the table before tou realized what you where doing. "Here!" you pushed the hawk king's hand away, wrapping your arms around Reyson, folding his wings tightly to his back and pulling him to his feet, plcing your fist under his ribs.

"What did you do to him?" Tibarn moved between you and Reyson, as though to protect him from anymore of your crazy techniques. He loomed over you with his impressive bulk. Mm, that bulk..

Anyways. You drew your gaze from Tibarn's abs and turned it to Reyson. "You okay?" You.." Reyson still heaved for breath, clutching his abdomen, which would definitely be forming a bruise right now. At least you hadn't felt anything snap. "You..filthy human! How dare you touch me!"