The tension in the room was obvious, with a brother and sister looking at each other, trying to tell each other not to do whatever they wanted to do, but what was it they needed to do anyway? Why was it getting harder by the day t deal with this? What could be so bad?
"malyshka, tell him to free Carl then. I made him swear an oath and he will be affected if he says it, c'mon malyshka. You know Angelo will hate himself if he loses Carl" Mikhail said to his sister who looked at him, daring him to do something against their agreement.
She looked at Angelo who was just plain bored. No, he looked bored, but the wheels in his head were spinning real bad. It was almost as if this was not how everything was supposed to go, but he knew it too.
"fine, my king, release him," Hera said, knowing so well that what she said would always affect him so bad. Reluctantly, Angelo let Carl go, muttering angry apologies at him.
"I'm sorry alpha," Carl said
