"You've pierced it! With some unclean arrow! You can help me clean it, and then tomorrow you can look for an earring big enough to fit because I refuse to look even more ridiculous than I normally do on any given day." He huffs, half tempted to knock him back on his ass again, but he refrains.
And, as much as he'd like to tell him yes, Hanna shakes his head, "I can remedy things with potions, like illness, but I don't possess healing magic. It's a rare talent." So he's rather thankful he didn't damage his wings because damage like that could potentially ground him for life.
Finally the first twitch of a guilty frown tugged at the corner of the prince's mouth. "Oh..."
He ducked away from Hanna's tail long enough to collect his undamaged arrows. Then he allowed himself to be led inside. That hadn't gone like he'd imagined at all. In his head, he'd imagined the white dragon beaming down at him and praising him for his one talent. By the time he'd been set to work cleaning Hanna's wound, hew as wearing a face that was even longer than the serpent's.
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And, as much as he'd like to tell him yes, Hanna shakes his head, "I can remedy things with potions, like illness, but I don't possess healing magic. It's a rare talent." So he's rather thankful he didn't damage his wings because damage like that could potentially ground him for life.
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He ducked away from Hanna's tail long enough to collect his undamaged arrows. Then he allowed himself to be led inside. That hadn't gone like he'd imagined at all. In his head, he'd imagined the white dragon beaming down at him and praising him for his one talent. By the time he'd been set to work cleaning Hanna's wound, hew as wearing a face that was even longer than the serpent's.