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"Where is she." his voice raspy and weak, yet still retaining much of his vigor. The knight in question gave a blank expression, surprised to see him in such a state and at the question as well.

His huge hand took him by the metal collar, easily lifting him several feet off the ground to met the man face to face as he spoke again with a much more controlled voice, "Where is she."

Where are you...
Where are you...
Silent...
Rage...
Rage...

Rage!

He shook his head, his vision finally breaking out of the cloudy darkness that absorbed him and studied the face of his worried wife, a state that he rarely sees her in. With a soft smile and almost garble of his voice, he extends his hand with all of his strength to touch her face as she holds it tight.

How much more can we bleed...
How much more can we bleed...
"HOW MUCH MORE WILL YOU MAKE US BLEED FOR YOU?!"

Her voice cracking and defying the silence of the throne room. Tears flowed down her cheeks as her stare raised fires all over her, but this defiant figure gave the Emperor a little more than a 'Hmph' response. The impressive figure, decorated in gold and blue, looked at Silent with a bored stare before adjusting himself,
"I was rather enjoying my quiet afternoon. Until you com--"

"I DON'T GIVE A DAMN ABOUT YOUR AFTERNOON! DO YOU KNOW HOW MUCH WE BLEED FOR YOU TO HAVE THIS DAMN SILENCE?!"

Again, a volcano eruption throughout the throne room which threaten to break all that were fragile in nature. Many of the servants and lesser court members rushed out before the conflict could alleviate any higher.

Yet again, the Emperor's response was a simple shift in his seat... However, instead of to the side, he leaned in with a slight scowl on his face, "I suggest you calm down before you get me mad, Silent."

The silence grew slowly. Both figures became locked in the silence with their anger painted on their faces. After several eons, the Emperor sat back into his throne with a roll of his hand, "Now that you've calmed down to your usual self... What is the problem?"

With a deep inhale, she spoke with fire rather than a roar, "I'm tired. Tired of watching the blood of my husband, son, and daughter. I'm tired of sending them into conflicts far across the stars to fight in a nameless planet for your causes. I'm tired of tending their wounds when they return, mending what I can to only watch them become more and more broken by your will. I'm tired and I will NOT let you use MY family EVER AGAIN"

After the final word escaped her lips in almost a hushed voice, the Emperor slowly stood up and walked down towards her. The soft sounds of his attire adjusting to him standing was the only noise heard as he made his way towards her. Stopping only mere feet away from her, the Emperor gave a cold blue glare at her, "And are you going to stop me? Like you did last time? Let me recall in case you can't: You lost."

The Emperor smirked, watching the visible tension rise through her. "Now, I suggest you go back home, Silent. I don't want to hear anymo--"

SMACK

Echoed across the throne room. The Emperor's face stayed the position her hand left it as she glared with tears, "You will NOT use my family ANYMORE!"

The Emperor swiftly moved and landed a decisive blow to her st-- Hand?

He looked up to see the colossal hulk known as Rage and he held his fist in his giant paw. With ease, Rage twisted the Emperor's arm and hurled him into his throne. Silent, blinking at the realization that her husband was by her side, looked at him as his true aura was forming around him.

"YOU WILL NEVER LAY A HAND ON MY WIFE EVER AGAIN! I WILL DESTROY EVERYTHING YOU'VE EVER CREATED, YOU SON OF A b***h!"

Rising from the destruction his favorite seat, dusting off his shoulders, Falcon glared with his aura radiating around him. "I'd like to see you stop me."