The princess's face went from pink to scarlet in the space of a heartbeat.
Because to her ears, freshly scrambled by pheromones and panic and the sight of the professor smiling, Abrian's sentence had arrived with all of its context missing. All she had heard was the boy behind her saying something about a panty while very obviously looking in her direction, and her brain, in its current state, had completed the sentence in the worst possible way.
"How... SHUT UP, YOU IDIOT!!"
She spun on her heel and punched the top of his head with a closed royal fist.
"OW... OWWW!!" The dwarf clutched his skull, wobbling on the bed. "I am HEALED, you wretched... why the hell did you beat me, brute princess?!"
"Who is the brute, you BASTARD?!"
Viktor raised one eyebrow.
