The Marks that Define Them

Chapter 7:

"What do you want."

"Well, aren't you very talkative today. But if you want to know, I want what was taken from me." Seeing the Queen open up more than usual Nestori planned on using this for his gain. Sitting up Nestori asked, "What was taken from you? Who took?"

"Everything was taken from me and everyone took it. I plan on getting it back." She left his room knowing what he was she left leaving him to think that she was fooled. But she wasn't.

Aegus:

Aegus stared at himself through the mirror that sat in front of him. Studying his face, Aegus wondered where things went wrong in his life. Was it when his son disappeared? Or the accident? Or him signing away his soul to the devil herself.

Aine ran rampant in his chamber anger displaced on her face. Turning around to face her Aegus prayed that her anger was not caused by him.

"Did you hear what that abomination I call a son did?"

"No please enlighten me," he whispered in attempts to calm her.

"He decided to flaunt his lover to everyone. Embarrassing me." Aegus held no sympathy for her in his heart. He wished her could spout evil words saying that she deserved it for everything she has done. But instead, he listened to her continuing to rant like the good obedient servant she was. Each person had their limits defined in a thin line. Never once had someone crossed it, and she hoped no one would.

"Honestly, I am starting to think he's becoming just as much of a rebel of you son-" The line was crossed.

"Never in you, life again will you talk about my son." The anger from Aine was transmitted to Aegus within one sentence. The emotion on the Queen's face morphed into a questioning glare directed at Aegus for daring to oppose her.

"You son was a traitor to me, my husband and this country and possibly all of them. A menace who if he is lucky is dead or somewhere where no one can find him. Because if anyone under my orders sees or even hear of his name, I will have people track him down to the ends of everything only to be brought back to me to be executed in the way a traitor should." The thought of his son dying brought pains to his heart. Which he knew would not withstand more heartache.

Aine was a liar. Every threat she hurled would be true and even more painful than she described.

Leaning close to his ear Aine whispered," And if I find out you helped him escape, I'll see to it that you're forced to watch the death of your son and that girl. Only to have you rot away in a cell. Seeing nothing but darkness as you waste away alone, cold. Do not oppose me ever. I may not be as merciful as I am now."

Caitriona:

Her heels clattered against the floor so loud one might think it would break. Caitriona walked calmly to her son's room she wanted to ask him things. Important things. She decreased the hardness of her step in hopes of sneaking up on him. The massive amounts of noise in the room alerted her. Scared her.

She heard the shattering of glasses and the rustling of objects. Stepping into the room Caitriona wanted to confront whoever was in there.

"What do you think you are.....doing?" The confidence in her voice faded as her sentence continued. Looking at the sight before her she just gawked. Her son, Cypress, had slammed some girl the wall.

"Honey, what are you doing? Who is this woman? W-why?" Cypress turned his head with a face that read that he was impatient and annoyed of his interruption.

"You know exactly who this is, mother. And you know why I am doing this, I'm pretty sure that you not that stupid to know what this is. So if you don't mind please leave." She left the room but still continued to watch from beyond the door. The Queen and Reyn snuck up on her snooping.