"Are you mimicking your father?"
"Well," I grinned shrugging, "I'm not. I'm just trying to be intimidating like him. See James over here? He is trebling in his shoes. I wish I had that effect on people."
I gasped as I felt a pinch on my arm.
"What is wrong with you?" I whisper-hissed at James, rubbing the area he pinched.
"What is wrong with me?! What is wrong with you? You are standing in front of the King and you have not even the slightest bit of fear." He whisper- hissed back at me. His voice almost trembling.
I scoffed, "I don't scare easily. If you remember, you guys tortured me for weeks and I still didn't break. So.."
We heard someone clear a throat near us, breaking us out of our banter.
"Hi again." I smiled sheepishly at Havoc and Uma, fear creeping in my veins and I had no idea why.
"Did you just say you were tortured?" Havoc asked, his voice dangerously low, his eyes holding the wrath of the seven seas. But his face remained deadly calm.