Just like that, the great pain in his neck was gone, and air filled his lungs. Shooting up quickly, Alexander holds onto his throat as he watches his savior, his own wife, challenge his assailant. The intruder clearly hadn't wished to wake the Princess, nor come into contact with her. So, when challenged, he reached into his pocket and pulls two dark orbs out, quickly tossing them to the ground to create a thick smoke, which he used to run toward the balcony of the couples room. The Prince only just managed to catch a glimps of the intruder as he found the rope he had attached to the railing, and before he knew it the man was gone, slipping off into the night. He'd failed to do whatever he'd come to the Castle to do, that much was clear.<br/><br/>Soon, Alexander had begun to cough and two Guards burst into the room, both a little suprised to see both Royals awake and not in any danger. "My Lord, My Lady, what happened?" One asked, Alexander barely managing to choke out "Intruder. Lock down.... Lock down the Castle" before continuing to cough. Both men bowed and slipped out of the room, and in a few moments the alarm bells were ringing, and the shouts of men could be heard all over the Palace. Once the coughing had subsided, the Prince looked to his wife. "T-thank you." He lets out, he truly was greatful. This was the closest he'd ever come to death, and fear had returned to him for the first time in many years. His hand found the wall as he attempted to help himself up. He didn't have the strength to walk on his own, and his cane was out of sight. "Where did you learn to fight like that?" He asks, very curious as to how a woman managed to find someone to train her in combat.<br/><br/>After some effort, the Prince managed to get up on both of his feet and attempted to walk, but this failed as he fell to the floor. Yet this was beneficial, as he landed on both his knees, ensuring he was looking down at the same needle the intruder had at his throat but a few minutes ago. "It appears this was no mere assassination. A blade would have sufficed, but this?" He holds the syringe for the Princess to see, before politely asking "Could you help me up? I don't... I don't think I can do it on my own." It was a little embarrassing to ask, but he did need the help. This added to the fact he was shaking, his close encounter with death has truly effected him. "I'm having the balcony walled off from now on. How did he even climb all the way up here?"<br/>It was a good question, after all, they were more then a few feet off the ground.