(Sin)
“Where is Rook?” I asked Merula when I entered the throne room. He was sitting by the side wall with a demoness in his lap. He quickly stood and bowed as I took a seat on my throne.
“On his way, sire. Are you alright? You look angry?” he asked, backing away like a scared rodent.
“I’m pissed.” I spat as he cowered.
“Brother, you wanted to see me?” Rook asked as he walked into the throne room, looking at Merula, then at me with a question on his face.
“Out!” I ordered to the crowded throne room as they hurried to leave, Merula leaving with them.
“What has happened?” Rook questioned.
“Your damn brother has touched what is mine and I am not at all pleased that he seems to have the same abilities as your damned mother.” I bit out as he flinched.