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Post by ALEC on Jun 5, 2012 17:45:29 GMT -5
Alec stood like a statue in the throne room. The passing nomad who had taken the life of a city dweller stood with his head bowed before the royals barely glancing at Alec. The boy watched as the nomad pleaded his case and asked for their mercy which was a sight too pathetic to take. Mercy was not something that was given out by the Volturi, they were merciful in letting nomads exist in the first place they had nothing else owed to them. Alec did not blink, breathe, or shift his feet as he stared at the older man before the royals, waiting.
Aro seemed to be enjoying this one, giving the man before him a small glimmer of hope that he might see the next day. The man had pledged himself to Aro and said he would work for them but the man was nothing special, why keep another mouth to feed? This coven was the best of the best, there were no weak links in this group. Aro gave a small nod to Felix who had silently came up behind the man and then executed him. Alex smirked a little, there was no other way really rules had to be followed and Alec wouldn't give another thought to the man that died today. He was useless and probably should have died a long time ago. Alec straightened up and walked outside to the hall, and through the doors to the common room. He had no plans today other than observing the scene earlier so he decided to wander into the common room and finish re-reading an old war strategy book. |
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