Shadewood Perdoname Mi Amor

Higoro hadn’t bitten him back, as Cry had gotten away with the same blur of speed he had used to initially bring himself to commit his discipline. However, the aspect of the asianic dog attempting to defend himself grew ill on the Midnight King’s mind. Who was to say this dog wouldn’t try something behind his back? But with Minori’s apology and her submission, so came his. 

He felt the submission from either of them, and while it grew to appease the tyrant in him, it refused to satisfy the obvious red flag that this Higoro tended to be. ‘But that is fine,’ Cry darkly mused, relishing the sub zero waters cooling his veins to near corpse temperatures. ‘I will set him straight.’  Even if he had to use Minori as a leash to the wretch. 

“You will sleep outside of the Keep, and you will not wear my sigil until you can prove you are more than an insolent man-child.” 

With his word, Raziel stepped forth, stamping the law in place with a hard gaze worthy of the winter’s poles. “But I will oversee this progress. And either you will rise with us,” he pushed forward, testing the asianic male, to see if his submission was merely a mimic of Minori’s or whether he truly was ready to see his past held no ground in this land of his. 

“Or we will leave you the vultures.”