King Neia and his son sat in the shuttle in silence. Haryk had no plans to turn the shuttle around and King Neia has no plans to trust in his son's actions and leave the shuttle.
Stuck with each others, they decided to pretend that the other isn't there.
When several days have gone by of them ignoring each other, Neia had finally had enough.
"Why do you need to go to the Steppes? Isn't Nimue providing for you, or is it not enough? I gave you everything that you could possibly need in the palace and more. Yet, you take a raggedy bag and leave to start anew. TSK."
"Well, when everything is stolen from you and all that you cherished before is gone, there is not much you find that you need when you are escaping from your captor." haryk retorted back.
"Ex-excuse me? I am not your captor!"
"No? Someone who keeps you trapped in one place and monitors your every move, is not a captor. Hmm? I guess my definition is wrong then."