King Duncan slammed his fist on the armrest of his chair
"How could that jerk stomach all the things he did? How could he forget his morality and sold his soul to the devil? How had he become like that?"
"Father, calm down!"
"Grandpa, please relax."
"How can I calm down after seeing the atrocious things my best friend did?"
Amaya looked at her grandfather with compassion.
"It is all my fault! If I did not hurt his feelings about his obsession with animals or if I didn't turn him away, then he shouldn't have gone to Ra-Iya and hid there."
"Father, it is not your fault. If you could deter him one or two times, there will always be a third or fourth time. It was his choice." Ibarra comforted his father.
Amaya looked at her Daddy Ibarra in a new light. It was the first time for her to see his Uncle so caring about his grandpa. He picked the right words to say at the right time.
