Hinata was standing in an obedient manner in front of his mother. mother seemed an elderly woman of 70, had a cold look on her face, an expression that follows the human face after suffering a loss. She was silent thinking of something. This room was majestic , having historic inscriptions on the walls, swords hanging from the corners of the room, and a long line of royal chairs that were placed in a row. It seemed like a royal court is in procession and his mother Her majesty was there to decide on something very important.
"Hinata!" mother spoke as some shrill sound splashes through glass.
"yes mother" Hinata replied with his deepest affection and regard in tone.
"You need not be this harsh on the girl" his mother's eyes turned red in the spur of the moment, her tone changed from a perplexed person to a reprimanding guide.
" you think that chasing a women through wild dogs is our honor or you think that you can prove yourself brave enough to treat someone in this manner?"
Mother asked him, confronted him of his heinous deed. He never expected that she would ask his deeds into questions. He was like this a narcissistic, egotistical person who never listened anybody in the town. He was never judged nor beard for his crimes.
"but mother she is our worst enemy, we cannot afford her evasion from the castle." Hinata said in an explanatory tone. He was such a person who always showed his feelings and perception only in front of her mother. Otherwise ,he was famous for s grave emotion less who had to be strict with his people and army forces. He wanted to say more but his mother stopped him by saying
"it is not our tradition to assault a women no matter how big enemy she is. We honored you, tried to compensate your sense of lose by making her your bride. Nobody on earth hurts his bride. You need to understand that." mother's tone was getting harsh and chiding. Only if she were not that old and only if Hinata had not been grown into a complete man ,she could have managed a physical remand in order to show him that he has impeached the grace of his tribe, his leadership by treating a helpless women like this.
"Yes mother" Hinata replied in deepest grievance and commitment in his tone. "it won't happen again"
"Nothing should ever happen to her again Hinata! Mark my words."
Hinata nodes in yes with feign correspondence.