"Lord Cassian," Roland's chest swelled as he took a deep breath, using that minimum amount of silence to build up his courage, and he said, "I know what is best for my niece, and I'm sorry to say this but you, personally, have no right to interfere in our family matters. I have no idea why she's saying all this things to you, but--"
"For your information, my patience has long expired and I have five bullets remaining." Cassian brought out his revolver gun, startling everyone in his presence. His index finger was messing with the trigger guard like they were itching to shoot another buffoon and reduce the peasants in the streets.
"It's been a while since I took gun practice seriously, hmmn, father always said a loaded gun brings power, for once I agree with him."
He pointed the revolver at Roland's face, and a clicking sound followed like the bullet had been set to aim at him.
