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Inquisitor Patrick Horen stands by the throne, a smirk on his face as he watches the foreign man get shut down

"Damn peasents.. Thinking they can take King James' city.."

He chuckles slightly

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Aron smiles widely, under his hood and speaks to himself "I have the best boss in the world". He leaves with a great smile on his face

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Aron walks into the throne room, with Artorus Hightower at his side, and bows before speaking

"Greetings, your majesty. I am here with Artorus Hightower, Lancel's son, to recommend he be a squire under you, like his father was as a child. I believe it would be beneficial for another Hightower to study under yourself, so he may too be a powerful leader and knight of Oren. It is my hope that he will one day be a knight, and do Salvus, and Oren proud. I trust the rest of the Hightowers will agree, as well yourself." Aron gives Artie a slight elbow, signalling for him to bow before the emperor.

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Blood, dressed in a dark cloak and a fresh set of armor, and now, a Lord Inquisitor, stepped out of the shadows from the pillar nearby and cleared his throat from behind Artorus and Aron, having been told by Artorus what was going on.

"I believe I've been giving this boy the proper tutelage on manhood, self defense, and wisdom... something the boy would no doubt attest for. My regiments are strict and rough, my lessons are thoughtful and planned, and he's improved from a stuttering boy to a proud, provocative, model Hightower."

He looked to his Emperor, Godfrey, and bowed with the upmost respect and courtesy,

"Your majesty, if you would permit me, I would like very much so to continue to watch over and train the Hightower boy and further hone him into a man."

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Looks to blood, with a smile on his face

"you have done great work with the boy, and i will agree he is a model of a boy. I am simply trying to respect his fathers wishes"

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Looks to blood, with a smile on his face

"you have done great work with the boy, and i will agree he is a model of a boy. I am simply trying to respect his fathers wishes"

Sighs a bit, feeling some relief that it is not about him, but shortly after, stands tall once more.

"A young prince, a King to be, will need to make his own decisions as I see it. And he's already made some of his own- I would say this is one. But the Emperor will decide, in the end."

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Artorus swallows nervously, looking up at Godfrey on the throne, trying to contain his fear. He stands straight and tall, keeping his face as emotionless as possible, and bows politely to Godfrey, before looking between Blood and Aron curiously, content to let them hash it out, but personally preferring Blood, no offense to Godfrey.

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Godfrey looks at the boy not even knowing Lancel had a proper son..

''How is he the son of Lancel? Lady Elendil did not bring him child..''

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Patrick walks by the throne room before he goes to the Old Knights Keep, he steps in a moment and smiles at his little brother, and looks his grandfather in the eye before saluting and turning sharply, heading out of the palace in full armor

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Blood eyes Patrick as he exits, he turns his full attention forward.

"Your majesty, I have taken him as my apprentice so he may defend himself properly aswell... and have furthermore, taken him under my wing to become an Inquisitor. I have promised to break him, rebuild him, into everything he should be- everything you are. You will see him and watch him, surely, but I ask I be allowed to continue this endeavor and make my protege more than just a protege- but an instrument of the Empire, and a man of his own."

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His eyes grow angry his face almost red, with fury as he looks at Lord Aron, with a piercing gaze that could break a man where he stands. He know who this child was, he wished to never see him to never meet him, Lord Aron should of known better, to never bring this bastard to the Emperors eyes, this was the child of that ***** the wife of his late son that betrayed there marriage and gave birth to a child from another man. What rudeness what shameful actions how dare Lord Aron bring this unlawful thing into the Kings own court. The birth of this child meant the death of his own, he recalls his sons death now of all places in the holy church, and before he died he told his father, ''I shall go to hell and from hell I shall conquer it, and shove open the gates of hell and enter it as a Horen.''

The Knight Commander of the Royal Dragon Guard, caught the Emperors anger, he swiftly moved forward, and pulled the boy along outside the court room, he stood by him in the lobby.

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Patrick enters the court with a white loose shirt and black trousers and boots on, he walks with a slight limp and there is a bloodies bandage pressing the lower part of his shirt near his stomach down

He bears fresh scars on his face and kneels to his grandfather

"Forgive my intrusion, your Imperial Highness, but I have failed you... The beasts were repelled at the Old Knights Keep, but all of the men you sent me were wounded or dead, I await your punishment"

He kneels, head bowed, letting out shuudering breaths to contain the pain

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Aron grows deeply intimidated by cold gaze of the emperor. He knew this was a possibility when introducing Artorus, but decided the chance was worth it. With anger and defeat on his mind, he leaves Oren's capital, along side Artorus, without saying another word.

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Standing to the left of the Emperor, Ari's face is tinged with a sense of sadness at the sight of the Emperor's reaction to her cousin's illegitimate son. She steps closer to him carefully, barring any negative reaction from him, and gingerly leans over to speak quietly to him, placing an ungloved hand gently onto his arm as she speaks in a soft, delicate tone, ready to quiet as soon as he gives any indication he wishes her to. Her tone seems to indicate that not of a noble, but of her new status as her daughter by law.

"Your Majesty...I know I cannot fathom your sense of loss for your son, may God rest his soul, as my own sorrow for his parting can only amount to a small fraction as what you yourself have had to suffer. I spoke with him often and thought of him as a close confidante; It is with great sorrow I approached my wedding day, knowing he would not become my brother in life, but only in death. My shame for my Cousin's actions is equatable to the sorrow you feel for your son. I have dedicated myself, heart, mind, body and soul to you, your court, and your son, my husband, in hopes of somehow beginning to make the smallest trifle of amends for the sins my cousin has committed.

Yet I feel I must say that I have spoke with the young Prince Artorus, illegitimate though he is. He is a fine lad whom, dare I say, takes more after his mother, the late Lady Kali, than he does his father. It is not he who is to blame for the circumstances of his birth, for in truth, he can not help under what conditions he was conceived and birthed. But I ask you, for the sake of his mother, that you permit him to pursue some future outside of Salvus...and outside the influence of my sinful cousin, his tainted Father. In due time, he may make a loyal soldier of the Empire, if nothing else."

Her hand briefly slides onto his, looking mournfully into his eyes, before she obediently steps back, folding her hands over one another and standing back at his side, at the forefront of the other ladies of his court.

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