“So, it’s true then. Demigods can be hurt by the stones.” He barely touches my neck with it and a deep burning sensation spreads. I scream but it’s muffled by another knight’s hand. “Amazing,” he mutters emptily as he stares down at my neck. I try thrashing from their hold but get nowhere. “Don’t worry, I won’t damage your pretty face. But if you think we’re going to sit idly by while filth like yourself is mated to our noble duke then you’re deranged.”
