The anger and disrespect Kenneth showed his son was a little shocking to say the least, while he'd expected some sort so dislike the alcohol had bought the worst out in the man and not for the first time he contemplated throwing the man through the window and watching him fall to his horrible demise. Though he had made promises and so that wonderful butler attitude, the impenetrable fortress that separated the surface from his thoughts was left intact and his movements simple and respectful. it was a shame that Amano had been left to speak and the demon was incapable of stopping him speaking of things best left unspoken, until Kenneth had finally had enough and slammed a fist to the table, at this point the man's puffy face raged at his son's 'stupidity' and the bellowing, despite the heavy and shut office doors would no doubt be heard in the hallway if not over the house, how unfortunate. Then both men looked to him, Amano more in thought and hope and Kenneth fully rounding him to do just as Amano had said, offer him money to switch his contract.

How amusing the thought was, oh to pay more than Amano was impossible of course, money was not what he had been paid in after all, though the idea of agreeing and showing the man what a contract with Illiendi truly meant was at least a little amusing. He wondered what sort of face Kenneth would make when he saw Illiendi properly for the first time, or when he realised that he would be walking in the footsteps of hell with no chance of meeting those he loved in the after life. He imagined the man would be a lot less red than now, white was perhaps the only shade that would fit him then and no doubt, since the man was indeed a boar, he'd vomit the food e shovelled into that mouth of his not an hour before across his expensive desk. 

Turning respectfully to the man who had insulted his master gravely he offered a small bow, "My Lord you honour me with such high praise, truly you do but I am afraid I must decline your offer." His head still bowed he looked up through his lashes at the man who looked none too amused at the response, in fact he looked somewhat purple now with anger but without being hurried nor seeming to attempt to flatter the man he continued, "I mean no disrespect My Lord but I would not be worth your honour and praise if something as common as money could buy my loyalty to my Master. It is true you are the Lord of this house but you are a giant among men." At this point Kenneth returned to a curious look rather than one of rage, "You have succeeded in life off the sweat of your own brow, built an empire where people love and respect you and provided a beautiful home for your family." Kenneth's face seemed to relax and the redness seemed to begin to subside some.
"I like you boy but what's your point? I don't fear for your loyalty I could double the price anyone in this city could offer you."
"Forgive me My Lord, my point is this, you have become a pillar, your name will burn in history for generations. Your elder sons will do you proud in the future, they will carry your fine name to their children and their grand children. However, as you say, your youngest son is a fool, he needs a person to guide him and mould him into a man who can bare the weight of such a prestigious name."
"I think I see where you are going but I can hire tutors for that."
"With all due respect my Lord, a tutor can not teach him the risk taking, the decision making that you yourself must have taken when you too were first starting out. What better way to prove he is deserving of such a name and when he succeeds it will only elevate your families name further and hire."
"[b]When[/b]?" Kenneth seemed partially angry but mostly curious.
"Yes my Lord, he has every reason to make sure he succeeds does he not?" Kenneth merely looked at the demon confused and the demon bowed a little lower,
"Forgive me my lord, if your son does not succeed he has proven he is not deserving of your fine name, he may well have died out in the lands he desires to explore already but if not you could disown him and be well in your right to do so correct?" Kenneth looked intrigued and signalled the man to continue, "So it is in his best interest to succeed and I find that with many men the best motivator is the fear of failure is it not?"

Kenneth seemed to grow quiet a moment, folding his hands and furrowing his eyes looking intently at Illiendi who slowly stood up once more but kept his eyes lowered respectfully, "He could die."
"That he could my Lord. though you have three other sons to take over your business My Lord."
"That is not the concern here."
"You flatter my skills My Lord and, if I may be so bold, I have no intention of dying any time soon." Kenneth gave a short burst of air that could have been a chuckle and Illiendi offered a respectful half smile. 
"The Shadowlands...those who have survived have been driven mad...."
"People once thought the sea's were infested with monsters My Lord and that Storms were the wrath of the gods, every day people are expanding and learning, redefining what we know to be true and capable."
"..."
"This boy is the creation of your loins, he has your genes, if anyone is going to succeed in exploring the Shadowlands borders, finding something new to trade with, then of course it will be someone who shares your life blood and it should indeed be under your name and your name alone that the great discovery be made. The house of Hughes, the first to brave the Shadowlands and make it."
"That...does sound good... and if he fails?"
"Then he continues to be a fool boy, one which you can disinherit and say went against your wishes. However, when he returns triumphant, the victory will be seen as yours and of course the credit will also be yours my Lord?"

Once again the Lord Hughes fell silent and while the colour was gone from his face Illiendi was uncertain whether he had done enough to convince the Lord to allow his youngest some leniency or even agree to the idea he had no idea but with luck he'd diverted the need to attack Amano. Of course, should the old Lord go to attack Amano with liquid, glass or by other means the demon wouldn't hesitate to put himself between and take the brunt of the attack. It's what a good butler would do, right?