"Charge these men and do it now," King Aktosh bit out, turning his head toward Andor. "Since they bothered to single themselves out and refuse to respect our stations."
"Each of you will be allowed to fetch a single possession from your home that means more to you than anything else. Fortis, we all know that the Erian stallion you brought over from Erantre is your absolute pride and joy, but do you value your son more? Choose wisely, for if I ask your family what you value more and you do not bring it as a gift to me, you shall share in the Mayor's fate, and I will take all that belongs to you since today you became a traitor to the crown," Andor calmly stated. "Lose one thing and swear fealty to me or lose everything."
Aktosh was not happy, still in the mood to spill blood.