[i]Clink. Clink. Clink.[/i] [b]His footsteps echo across the city, static engulfing his very being. He is angry.[/b] [i]Clink. Clink. Clink.[/i] [b]Who dared to set foot in Her Highness' territ-[/b] [i]Clink.[/i] [b]Her Highness. When had he given her that title?[/b] [i]...Clink. Clink... Clink.[/i] [b]He walked with uncertainty now. The Primordials answered to no one. And yet... Her Highness? No. That was given to her to keep her happy. She was useful, but still beneath the Council. That much was certain.[/b] [i]Clink. Clink. Clink.[/i] [b]He approached the gates, his previous anger relighted, rekindled. Nobody dared step on his territory. Not without the proceedings of the Council. For he was Cain, and nothing escaped his wrath.[/b]