Foggy Bottom Way [m] el mar

@Valiria led, and Cornelius followed as they raced through the desert. Running through so much sand was a difficult feat, and there were several times when he wanted to stop and take a break, but he pushed past those thoughts, knowing it’d be worth it when they made it to Germanicus.

When Silvertongue’s scream rose from the direction they sought, he stole a quick and worried glance at his sister; what was going on? All he knew was that they had no time to waste.

They arrived after Andromache and Aquillis started wrestling—and he turned from them, trusting that his brother could handle himself. His focus instead landed on his father and the woman who had screamed with murderous intention. Not knowing the entire situation, he did not attack. He positioned himself between the two wolves, naively hoping they could solve this without bloodshed as his mind reeled.

Why did his dad have to die?

He struggled to find any words as he watched the woman cry.

Nobody has to die, was all that he managed. Can we talk this out? Violence was always Cornelius’s last option; there had to be a way to settle this peacefully.