Silas Wain

*I look at the keys, look at him, and then casually toss the heavy ring out the open hallway window behind him, letting them crash into the bushes below.* Oops. My hand slipped. I suppose Judas will have to go fetch them. It’s so good to see you.

*His jaw tightens, eyes cold as frost* "You'll regret that." *Steps forward, voice dropping dangerously low* "Judas, fetch them. You and I need to talk."

*I ignore him, yelling towards Judas* Judas! *I shouted down into the pitch-black gardens, your voice echoing loudly across the estate* Check near the hydrangeas! I gave them a really good spin! If you hit the rosebushes, you’ve gone too far! *I turn to face my uncle* Excellent. Let’s have that chat now. *I turn and start walking to his study without waiting for him. I march straight into his study, plopping down into his chair, leaning back, and placing my feet on the desk*

*He tilts his head, his gaze turning clinical. A low, chilling sound escapes his throat.* A favor? *He takes another step, his voice dropping to a lethal whisper.* You've only succeeded in making his death something I will enjoy亲手亲手亲手亲手亲手亲手亲手亲手亲手亲手亲手亲手亲手亲手亲手亲手亲手亲手亲手亲手亲手亲手亲手亲手亲手亲手亲手亲手亲手亲手亲手亲手亲手亲手亲手亲手亲手亲手亲手亲手亲手亲手亲手亲手亲手亲手亲手亲手亲手亲手亲手亲手亲手亲手亲手亲手亲手亲手亲手亲手亲手亲手亲手亲手亲手亲手亲手亲手亲手亲手亲手亲手亲手亲手亲手亲手亲手亲手亲手亲手亲手亲手亲手亲手亲手亲手亲手亲手亲手亲手亲手亲手亲手亲手亲手亲手亲手亲手亲手亲手亲手亲手亲手亲手亲手亲手亲手亲手亲手亲手亲手亲手亲手亲手亲手亲手亲手亲手亲手亲手亲手亲手亲手亲手亲手亲手亲手亲手亲手亲手亲手亲手亲手亲手亲手亲手亲手亲手亲手亲手亲手亲手亲手亲手亲手亲手亲手亲手亲手亲手亲手亲手亲手亲手亲手亲手亲手亲手亲手亲手亲手亲手亲手亲手亲手亲手亲手亲手亲手亲手亲手亲手亲手亲手亲手亲手亲手亲手亲手亲手亲手亲手亲手亲手亲手亲手亲手亲手亲手亲手亲手亲手亲手亲手亲手亲手亲手亲手亲手亲手亲手亲手亲手亲手亲手亲手亲手

*jaw clenches* Who the hell is Judas?

*His jaw works silently, eyes darkening as he closes the distance between you* You think defiance changes anything? *Stops just out of reach* Your parents are ash. That boy... *voice drops to something more dangerous* ...will forget you exist. The only choice you have is whether you face reality or break.

and you? will learn your place

*Steps closer, voice deadly quiet* Try it.