Gage inspected the bruises left on him by Zayne. How was he to show his face to the town tomorrow when he looked like this? He looked like he had just come back from a battle he was close to losing.
Gage touched a sore spot on his lip. Gone were the days when he could tease his little brother and nothing would come out of it. Zayne had grown to be taller than him and with it came Zayne doing the beating.
He remembered the little brother who wanted desperately to join learning how to use a sword.
"Fuck," Gage cursed, upset that his plans for tomorrow were ruined.
The door opened which further upset him. He didn't want to see anyone right now.
"Are you happy?" He heard the queen.
"Shouldn't you be coming to treat your husband instead of asking me that?" Gage asked, looking at her reflection in the mirror.
