- 09 Aug 2019, 04:38
Hunter glared down at him for a moment, considering. But then he lunged into a kiss, forcing his tongue into Dice's mouth, hand gripping his hair to ensure the other didn't move. A rush of memories washed over him like a tidal wave. It was almost euphoric to remember those times of complete superiority. He snaked his arm around the back of Dice's waist, pulling him against his body as he kissed harder, almost desperate. He almost moaned.
But suddenly released completely, pulling away and pacing in the opposite direction. Her brought his finger up to his lips as he began to stride back and forth in thought, a stern look on his face. The memories had been nice to relive...But he would never get back to that...not like this. He paused, hand drifting down to his collar as he stared over at his throne. Glaring, he spoke lowly.
"They think while ever they have me, they are untouchable. And while ever they have me chained, they cannot be hurt by me. They want to play pretend...make up elaborate schemes, but always ensuring they are not going to take the fall. That us the difference...I ran my kingdom in the front; I took the blame for all the murders. That is why they vouched for me, that is why they trusted me despite my trials. All of them understood the importance of having a face of the kingdom, and right now...they do not trust you, Zara, or Astrid to do this for them. You are all working in shadows, afraid to show your connections...And this is the reason they are acting out."
He began to pace again.
"Astrid is teaching them that their actions are their own problems despite her orders telling them to do so. With me, if they got media traction, I would plant my own evidence there to slow down the ministry and take the blame. They willingly put themselves in severe danger because they understood that I would not let them drown entirely. If they made mistakes...that was different...But if they worked hard and tried their best, I would value their service and be willing to risk myself. Astrid does not. She does not want to be in the bowels of danger. It is the same with her rings. She likes to watch from a high balcony and then scorn those who did her bidding because they weren't entertaining enough."
"One of you needs to take command. Start acknowledging them properly, make it clear that you are acting king or queen and will take the fall with them. Because Astrid won't. Not ever. And in return, when they start getting the blame for things, they will start to turn. She cannot collar all of them..."
He looked over to Dice, still.
"Something is brewing...I can feel it even in here. They want the respect the Watchdogs have, I'm sure. And one of these nights, they will slaughter the lot of them despite the consequences to get on top."