James sighed. He looked at Eric, who spoke up. 

Eric stepped forward.
"I would appreciate if you refrain from touching your daughter like that, sir. This is my home, and while you are here you will abide by MY rules. Do we have an understanding?"


Emma tried not to smirk at that. Even the majority of pure bloods feared Eric during the few times he ever got angry, and for good reason.



Elizabeth glared at the man. The hand she had hidden behind her back had shifted into almost dragon-like claws for a moment.