Taking full control

"Oy, Joaquin… what the hell are you doing?" 

Ismael's voice shook just the way his heart pounded against his ribcage at the sight of blood on the table. This was what he dreaded to come into, the reason he rushed into this place without a second hesitation when Morro told him, 'disaster had come.'

This was definitely a disaster.

"Oh, brother. What a great coincidence for you to appear here at this time." Joaquin hailed in mockery, arching a brow at the fear dominating the third prince's face. "I wonder what is the purpose of your visit?"

"Let her go!" Climaco thrust his sword forward, making the knights around them be on guard. "Your Royal Highness, I'm asking you to let Her Royal Highness go."

"Oy…!" Ismael took a step forward, only to pause when Climaco pressed his blade against Joaquin's neck until blood dripped down to the crown prince's collar.

"Climaco!" Aries called through her gritted teeth. "Drop your sword."