Thread: Brave New World (Razgriz x darkangel76)

Both guards said not a word as she silently asked for time to compose herself one could only imagine the sorrow she felt. Sorrow and anger that someone would shoot her husband like that in cold blood. And trying to reassure the people their worries were misplaced, no less. The King might have had to make some tough decisions for the better of all, but he knew what caused other governments to fall from the events of the past. If you'll forgive my boldness, your Highness. I do think Anselm does that because he knows how delicate his position truly is. stated Constabil, to which Sevin shot him a bit of a glare. It might have been true, but that wasn't what she needed to hear. Whatever you need of us, Your Grace, we are at your service. Sevin then stated all too soon, she would give them their task Escort her to see Charles Vincent himself. Likely for interrogation. As you wish, m'Lady both guardsmen stated firmly they would follow her to the ends of the Earth if it meant guaranteeing her safety. Plus, they could not help but want to hear what Charles had to say for himself. With the confession in the throne, followed by the King being shot a few days after, one could only come to the conclusion that Mr. Vincent, former director of communications and aide to the King, was somehow behind this infuriating travesty. Meanwhile, Charles Vincent still sat in his holding cell, unaware of what was happening outside. The thick walls of the prison muffled all sound, and few guards meant that no one was there to talk about what had happened. However, the lockdown order had come through, and that made him suspicious. What was going on, he thought. While Charles had no real idea what a lockdown signified, he could easily gather that anytime a lockdown was initiated, it was something incredibly serious. Little did he realize just how serious this was, and much more so it was going to get. Two guards came and brought Charles from his cell they were handling him much more roughly than usual for some reason. You don't need to drag me, you brutes! Release me at once! he shouted, to which one of the guards replied roughly, You'll be let go soon enough, Vincent. So shut it, you damn traitor. The word 'traitor' struck him as both odd and rather crass who was he calling a traitor. Finally, they reached the interrogation room, where Charles was forcefully seated and handcuffed to a metal chair. The man looked at the two guards, his hair mussed and eyes wild with anger and surprise, What is the meaning of this!? I demand to know what is going on! Soon, the other door opened with a buzz in an almost ominous fashion for a few moments, no one showed up. But then two Royal Guards walked through, followed by the last person he wanted to see. You...Why are you here? he seethed this caused a prison guard to jam the barrel of his rifle into the back of Vincent's head before Sevin barked, No! He is to be interrogated. Whether or not it leads to being shot is up to him. Charles gave quite the start he would be shot? Me? Shot? On what grounds!? What is happening here? he shouted, directing the last part at his most unwelcome visitor.