Anger
"I thought that you were done taking things that were rightfully mine," Asterias said shrugging, his eyes becoming colder. Words were still equally melodic, "It seems you have a habit of stealing things."
Allard froze, his jaw tightened for a second. His eyes flashing, "I don't know what happened. You know that."
Asterias knew.
Allard was far too honorable to try and win in such an underhanded manner. He would have rather taken the loss. Yet, both of them had been robbed. He had given the flower to Cosette; a promise that he had made to the young girl after meeting her for tea after visiting the Temple. She was there with a smile on her face and a chuckle on her lips.
"No one cares about your morals. What happened is what happened and you're a cheater."