[i]Enjoyed herself with him? Fuck, why did I let him get to me. Stupid, prick.[/i] Ethan grumbled as he threw open one of the cupboards looking for the stiff liquor that he knew Regis used to hide from his daughter. [i]You haven’t changed old man[/i]. Sighing to himself as he reached in grabbing a bottle of whiskey taking a swig from the glass bottle needing the stinging feeling running down his throat to calm him down. Glancing at his watch he knew they would still be sometime yet; those meetings always went on forever and they were no doubt discussing when they would kill the Prince. 

Shaking his head, he trudged into the living room throwing himself onto the sofa ignoring the Prince locked beneath them. He did not want to deal with him anymore because it only angered him and he couldn’t hurt him, [i]not yet. Maybe I’ll request to wring his neck myself. That will make me feel better[/i]. Closing his eyes as he decided to rest on the sofa for a little bit knowing it couldn’t hurt, no one was home and the Prince was unlikely to escape. The bounds were tight, and he was locked behind bars and the only person who had keys to access that was Regis. 

[i]Stupid Prince…[/i] Was the last thought of Ethans as he fell asleep on the sofa clinging to the bottle of whiskey in his hands. The slow rise and fall of his chest signalled that he had fallen into a slumber. 

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The hours had passed, and they were still at the meeting, Iris inwardly groaned wondering just how long it would continue to go on for. [color=f49ac2][i]Surely, it’s around dinner time and they have yet to come to a decision? Bunch of old bickering men, just as bad as the monarchy.[/i][/color] [color=f49ac2]“Come on, can we just forget about the what ifs, what didn’t happen and what could have happened. It’s getting us nowhere and I’m sure we would all like to return to our homes and have some sort of dinner.”[/color] 

“Well said.” Regis nodded as he waved his hands hushing the men who were sat around the table, hearing the grumbles he just rolled his eyes not even entertaining them as the arguments would just continue on. “I think we are all in agreement he needs to be killed, for the greater good. To finally end their line.” 

Iris flinched hoping that he had not chosen death, that was not what she wanted. She never wanted any of this to happen and it only furthered in her guilt. [color=f49ac2][i]If we kill him… we will all be killed. I can only imagine the rage from the King, and I can bet he would burn everything to the ground. No one would come out lightly.[/i][/color] Glancing to her hands that where trembling she clenched them into fists to stop the show of weakness, she would not look weak in front of these men as they already labelled her as such. [color=f49ac2][i]A stupid woman with a heart.[/i][/color] 

“All in favour or having him killed in three days.” Regis called out as he raised his own hand, watching the men a few hesitated whilst others shot their hand in the air eager to comply. Casting a sharp look at a few men who then hurriedly held their hand up agreeing, but then his eyes landed on his daughter who had not raised her hand. “[i]What[/i] are you playing at?” Hissing at her the looked of anger in his eyes. 

[color=f49ac2]“I… I don’t condone such violence.”[/color] Looking away from her father as she did not want to see the disappointment in his eyes as she folded her arms shaking her head. [color=f49ac2]“I can’t. Mother would not have wan…”[/color]

“[b]Don’t you dare[/b]. Don’t you dare speak her name you insolent child.” Regis hissed his blood boiling at how his daughter was acting hand raising as if to hit her in front of everyone. 

“Regis. She has been through a lot. The amnesia is probably affecting her.” Henry spoke up quickly placing his hand on his shoulder hoping it would calm him. 

“Yes. Of course.” Spitting out as he shook his head shrugging off the hand on his shoulder as he glanced around the men who had fallen silent. “Majority rules. He will be killed three days from now. At sundown.” Rising to his feet as he looked at his daughter, “Go home. Me and Henry have business to discuss about [i]your[/i] relationship with Ethan.”