Thread: Under the Thumb of a Tyrant (Valanaer x Swagbeast)

Cain had always felt that the longer he gazed upon Ammon the more uncomfortable he felt. Sure she was beautiful, that was an undeniable truth and he could barely focus until she was fully clothed again, though his stoic front didn't give away his discomfort. Ammon of course had no problem being in such a state in front of him, proof of that was both in her inviting him in and also in how calm she remained throughout. Even when she began to speak there was no sign of shame or bashfulness of any kind. Not to mention she didn't seem so concerned about the 'overreaching' as she called it, and to make matters more unpleasant she seemed to be taking things rather lightly, even offering him a drink. Cain simply shook his head, declining the spiced wine and trying to not get flustered at her solutions, or more so lack of solutions, to the problems he had brought up. First off Ammon promised to deal with those holding women as slaves yet at the same time said nothing of the rape. Then the spoils, she had no intention on returning them which was not something he would expect but neither did she plan on stopping the soldiers from looting in future situations, which made them no better than raiders. Cain felt irritated further as she assaulted the principle of honor as a perversion. He lived his life by principles such as honor and service to worthy causes and for those same principles to be talked down upon... It didn't sit well with him. The fact that she didn't acknowledge him as a man with principles, such as honor, only furthered his anger. As an aristocrat and soldier he had always prided himself on those attributes, the attributes that brought men together to fight for a purpose without any incentive other than honor and glory. That was what they needed and by the time she had finished he was ready to push a bit harder yo make her see that. You seem to be in denial of the truth Ammon, speaking as if this war wasn't started by this army. The truth is we began the attacks to eliminate those who spoke ill of our beliefs and eventually it escalated to full blown war. With generals who behave like animals your cause grows more unstable every day, the reputation they give us causing the opposition to grow. Cain didn't move, he dared not step closer to her as he continued to basically attack the way things had been going, his words borderline treasonous, Don't misunderstand my meaning though, I do know you will take action, and rightly so, stopping the campaign now would only bring upon more enemies, I just believe that you need to reexamine the reason we are fighting and consider the possibility that more people would follow you if some compassion and mercy was shown as opposed to the brutality currently employed. The entire time he spoke, and even after he had finished, Cain stood still, watching Ammon for any reaction she may have to what little he said. On one hand she had made it clear she believed their was nothing wrong with the way things were going before he spoke but at the same time he had joined her because at some point he believed in what she stood for and had to hope that she could be swayed. It was out in the open and now he could only wait and see how Ammon took his opinions. It wasn't as if there were many ways she could react, she could decide to review everything and he would be satisfied, she could refuse which would cause him to move on to alternative measures, or it could go even worse than that is misfortune befell him. Whatever happened he was ready.