"Disrespect? What did you do when I was disrespected? What did you do when your son was disrespected? You sat there and let this bunch of old fools control you. And they are still controlling you." The Lords shuffled.
"I hereby sentence Talon to death by morning."
"Your Highness, you do not make the judgement." Lord Richard pushed forward. Damien looked at Richard the way a predator might regard a skittish bird.
"This is my kingdom!" he snapped. "I can pass whatever judgement I deem fit. He touched my woman. He deserves to die."
Luna's glare returned. "You will regret this, Damien. I promise you.".
"Have the queen restrained to the castle. She is not to leave the premises until her 'right hand man' is dead." Damien could feel the eyes of the council watching him measure every move, and he gave them the theater they craved.
