SO I CAN LOOK YOU IN THE EYE WHEN I SPIT IN YOUR FACE

He stood there silently, his mind was just surrounding the thought that he let this happen. That it happened because of him, because he asked for his daughters to marry one of these boys. Had he stepped back, and let Lucaya handle it when her offspring became of age, maybe by then Phobus would have already been weeded out of Amberbjorne. He stared blankly at the ground as he waited for something, anything to happen - And then it did. Lucaya called for the families to have a hearing.

First to come in was the man who assaulted his daughters mother and step-father. A blank look of just pure loss was on his face for the moment, he didn't hear the words of Themis or Mabbit. All he knew was they were angry with the boy too - So maybe they wouldn't care if he killed him right in front of them. This was his step-grandson, and he was a piece of s h i t. He hoped Lucaya would execute him. Then his mind wondered to the mindset of his Queen. Clearly she was outraged, but would she attempt to spark war for this? On the one side, she would be within her rights. On the other, Amberbjorne held not one, but two of her blood relatives now - Their King as her nephew and Yesimire her cousin.

He looked to Mabbit, a small nod was sent his way from the King. He just stood there, stunned and staring before his eyes flicked to the Princes who wed his daughters. How angry they were. He felt his curiosity peak as Kratos also stood silent. He couldn't keep his silence anymore, he stood at the floor of the rock platform that held their prisoner. He turned to look to Phobus, his eyes narrowed as he felt no pity for the man. Surely, his brother, his mother, his cousin, all of them disowning him he felt some way. "You don't deserve the very air you breath. Your mothers attempt at saving your soul was wasted. The very acts you committed towards Hawthorne and Dawnshire, towards my f u c k i n g daughter will not be taken lightly." He growled lowly. "You deserve everything we give you and more, hell is too good for you." He spat before walking away. His dark form sat in the very front, wanting to see everything this man would get.

Vladimir;