Thread: The Spoils of War  (Legion and Vivid Fizz)

Kaleo had gone to his father, after attempting his hand at some studies both battle oriented and on the elvish, he had bored himself. He was in no true mood to sit down and study. He had gone to his father in his personal study and told him what had occurred. After telling him he had struck the young elven girl, his father had risen from his seat, placed down his journal, and approached his son in a manner far to calm for Kaleo's own comfort. Before Kaleo could acknowledge his father's movement, he had received his father's back hand across the same cheek he had told his father he struck Eowyn. W-what was that for father?! He had been struck by his father many times in the past and dared not shed a trace of fear nor tear in front of the man lest he be struck again. You struck your bride to be, that is why. You say you put her in her place, so I placed you in yours. She was being a horrid wench! She slandered our people, my brother, our family, and myself to my face! Her words as I sparred in the courtyard were everything but kind. he said defending his actions. She doesn't understand our people. All she knows is what we displayed in war with her kind. She only knows us as barbaric and desiring nothing more than to conquer and fight. Pray tell father, how would you have me show her how we are? She desires nothing more than to leave the castle, but I am sure she will not leave unless it involved her returning to her home. Then find a way to get her to leave the castle grounds. Kaleo rubbed his cheek as the sting from his father's strike began to set in, slowly glowing a bright red. Come my son, dinner is to be served soon. Give me no more reason to strike you again from today on. His father may have been getting up in his age, but he still commanded respect with the way he carried himself. Kaleo wished he was capable of commanding the respect of the elf just by looking at her as his father did to him. He walked with his father half of his face glowing a fresh red, his father put far more force into the blow than Kaleo had described, however this was supposed to be a lesson. He would see how far his father's methods would get him. Perhaps an apology would be in order, no she would most likely mock him seeing the mark claiming his father surely scolded him and forced him to apologize like a child. She would surely mock him for receiving punishment, he would give her no more fuel to add. The dinner was to take place in a far smaller room than the main dining hall. The main dining hall was used for parties held by the royal family for the noble families. The room they would dine in was smaller but still well decorated with a table with the elongated shape. The king and queen would sit at either end, and the prince and princess would sit in the middle opposite one another. He was still in no mood to deal with her at the moment, and he was to be forced to stare at her in close proximity for the whole dinner. When Eowyn came into the room, the queen had approached her husband speaking in a hushed tone asking what had happened to the two of them and why they both had marks on their faces. The king spoke lowly to her as well and quickly explained what had happened. The queen threw a look of disgust to her son, and shook her head. This was to be a good dinner and would not let his stupidity ruin it.