Cassius stopped walking, standing still in the centre of the room, his presence looming over the crowd like a shadow. His smile widened, his crimson eyes gleaming with a dangerous light.
"Don't worry..." He said softly, his voice carrying a mockery of reassurance. "I'll make sure this lesson is...unforgettable and will make sure you know never to think too highly of yourself again, so that you don't lead yourself into such a situation again."
The servants remained frozen, their fear and uncertainty now visible in the stifling silence. Whatever Cassius planned to do next, none of them doubted that it would leave its mark—and none of them wanted to be the example he spoke of.
Cassius then moved back to his seat with a relaxed, unhurried grace, settling into the chair as if nothing in the world could faze him.
