"What the hell did Sir Tobias do?! Why did he should say that?!"
The 11th and 12th Princes, Edward and Edmund walked irritably in the castle's corridors. They intended to make Francis the target of their frustration and exhaustion, but after hearing what Tobias said about their duel, they were even more irate.
"SHIT! "I SHOULD HAVE PUNCHED FRANCIS HARDER AGAIN UNTIL HE GIVES UP!" exclaimed Edmund.
Edward trudged along silently, his annoyance bubbling inside of him. It wasn't directed at Tobias, as it had been in the past. This time, he was annoyed because he felt controlled by someone else-his sister. The injustice of it simmered within him, and with each step he took, the atmosphere seemed to thicken, the emotions intensifying.
"Congratulations on your victory. How did it go? Is Francis getting stronger?"
