Trying hard to keep his cool, Vanas keeps his mouth shut refusing to say or do something stupid.
[A rare moment, host]
Hisha examines Vanas with a smirk, it did look like he had scared the living daylights out of him during their small talk in the throne hall and it didn't help with the fact that he was in dangerous proximity.
With a quick jerk, Hisha pulls Vanas close forcing their faces inches apart. His breath was hot against Vanas' ear sending chills throughout his whole body.
"You know how much trouble I would have gotten myself into if that stunt you had pulled in Straton turned into civil unrest?" He snarls, narrowing his eyes at him.
Before Amon could fully spill out all that had happened, Vanas had readily agreed to comply with whatever Hisha had to request from him.
