Alexander sneered, his jaw clenching as he regarded Aiden and the crew he kept for company. The other brother, Devon, raised an eyebrow but divulged nothing. Neil marveled at how different the siblings were to one another, at least in personality. Then again, when you're as fertile as the Queen apparently was, you're bound to have a few inconsistent children. 

"I believe my calling in a vote of 'no confidence' for your rulership is of 'import' to you, is it not?" Alexander said, raising his chin slightly to further look down his nose at Aiden. For his part, Aiden looked taken aback. "What are you saying? Why?" He seemed honestly perplexed, though still somewhat expectant that Alexander would at least make trouble in [i]some[/i] fashion. 

"Emilia died under your watch. You're to be the protector of the realm and your closest sibling dies not two days before the coronation. Oh I know it couldn't have been you, but something you need to begin to realize is that when one is a king, everything is your fault, for good or ill." 

"Oh, silence yourself." Aiden ordered, cutting his hand across his chest to further emphasize. "Brother, we are all high strung and saddened by Emilia's death. But don't you dare use her as an excuse to try and wrest the crown from me. A duel and then a vote that will not go through. What other clever plans do you have? Passing gas and blaming it on me?" 

Neil snorted, which drew the wrathful gazes of both younger brothers. "You do know my sources indicate this Highlander crew has been wanted under suspicion of various crimes?" 

"Perhaps, but they saved my life and the life of my servants, as well as Ranald. Now are you quite finished?" 
[@Penny]