Downed
A crisp slap landed across Eurig's face and it came from the person he least expected, Alfen himself.
Stupified, Eurig rubbed the side of his face in a daze. It felt like a thousand fire ants were constantly biting his skin and the pain was not something he could just wish away. It went deeper than anything else he had felt in his entire life.
And for the first time in a very long time, he felt shame. Not just from getting slapped by a man that was barely able to sit upright but for reasons he couldn't possibly understand.
His entire face turned red in a second and the room fell silent.
Alfen had tears in his eyes but his face was contorted with such anger that he wouldn't even have deemed it possible a moment ago.
"Shut...your mouth, you flith. You do not have...the right to speak about my son...nor that child."