Board Thread:Mythical Roleplay/@comment-27147599-20181124220120/@comment-34052734-20181206143714

The youngest son excused himself from the group, swiftly and obediently gliding towards his father. By the construction of the King’s voice, he acknowledged that he would probably be scolded. He appeared at his father’s side. “Yes?”

Ezekiel shrunk more into his clothes, wanting to be avoided. The guards appeared to frighten him, but he couldn’t show fear. He timidly brought out and held his little dagger.

Hearing commotion echo through the wide halls, Frederik picked his head up. Instead of going to spar, he decided to go on an investigate. He wouldn’t go directly, though, in order to acquire information from what was going on, in an secretive manner. The eldest son was aware that his father would send one of his brothers out first.