***
Magnus paced his bedroom, unable to stop himself from doing so. It had been hours since he returned to the disaster that had been but the searing anger within his soul had refused to simmer down.
Not when his little brother had dealt him a beating that proved to everyone exactly why he was worthy of being the King of Elysium. That he deserved to claim his birthright.
"We have tightened security at the borders of the castle. The Doctors are catering to the injured and we have gathered the casualties to prepare to release them to their families for burial rites."
One of the guards reported, his eyes straying to the figure on the bed before he looked down instantly at his King's glare.
"You can Leave now!"
Magnus seethed, prompting the guard to jump to attention before he scampere
