“Pathetic.” Ethan hissed as he heard him scream in pain, well Ethan had never been shot in the leg, so he didn’t know how painful it was plus he had only had bullets graze him so far. Ethan had found a great joy in insulting the Prince as the satisfaction of harming him cheered him up, putting him in a far better mood. Hearing him yell and beg for death was satisfying to say the least and being called a psychopath was nothing to him, in fact he revelled in the fact he had gotten to the Prince and under his skin. 

Ethan could see the blood blossom from the wound, and it made him happy knowing he had caused damage. Right now, it wasn’t life threatening, but he knew he had to get it bandaged to stem the blood flow. After all he didn’t want the Prince dead just yet, not when he felt like he could try to get some information out of him. Tomorrow he would look at ways to kill the Prince, he needed to discuss it with his father and the rest of the people as he didn’t want to make the same mistake Regis had. After all that mistake had cost him his life and Ethan wanted to keep his intact. 

Moving over to Caspains body he nudged it with his foot sighing as he knew he would need the rebels to come sort this mess out. Ethan didn’t want to deal with it, that was beneath him. “OI, get in here. I need someone to sort out this wound and move him back to his cell.” Barking orders as he signalled at the others who came inside grimacing at the sight, “NOW. Jeez. Bunch of idiots.” Muttering under his breath as he moved outside of the room leaving the mess inside to be dealt with, not even caring that one of the rebels seemed to pull a face at his insult. After all Ethan was in charge. 

[color=f49ac2][i]What have I done?[/i][/color]

Continuous thoughts of despair continued to plague Iris as she couldn’t stop her sobs. Not even bothering to look at her new surroundings as she didn’t care, what was left to care about? The promise that she would try to keep herself alive. It seemed silly now, did she really want to live? Certainly not with the rebels, but there was no way Ethan would let her out of his sight now. Especially as he had separated her from Caspain, their wish had been granted. A part of her wished to see Maisie, have someone to confide in and cry too as right now she felt alone. [color=f49ac2][i]Did Cas feel that? Alone?[/i][/color] Feeling her lower lip tremble as she couldn’t stop the spiral of thoughts and worries that surrounded her around his death. 

Curling up in the middle of the floor Iris hugged herself as her sobs died down, tears still left her eyes as she let her thoughts surround her as time passed. Iris was so exhausted from the nightmarish sleep that she ended up crying herself into an uneasy sleep in the middle of the floor. Broken and devastated from the loss.