"you get everything you want. You've always been the favorite. But you will fall. And it will be by my hand." He growled as he turned on his heal and stormed out of the house.

Issac was shaking like a leaf. He clung to Rospiel's tail. Having it around him was helping to calm him down. He did wonder what Rospiel's father had done to the man who had owned him. Though he wouldn't ask. Though he could imagine.