Alaric holds the semi-conscious Lyra close to his hardened body as Authority's members cage him in like an animal, escorting the man carrying their princess with barely restrained control and only the weapons in their hands to bring them comfort. Lyra seems more than content to continue letting the famous Sigma cradle her on the way to the palace hospital, even nuzzling her face against his neck. So, they settle for ensuring her safety anyway they can. Although her behavior certainly raises a brow or two. Alaric feels a strange sort of vulnerability that he isn't normally used to with so many opponents surrounding him and no room to move or easily reach for his weapons without causing more damage to the already frail princess. He cannot understand how the Moon Goddess sees wisdom in connec
