"Oh, no. It's not your fault. It's mine for being so late to educate you. I will properly fix you when we get home," Quinn said, changing his plans for the night.
It was Quinn's job as the older brother to place Cassius on the right path.
Since words were of much help, Quinn had to resort to a good beating. It was the most successful method he ever used.
"You said people were gathering before the palace and Tyrion's home, right? I don't like it," Quinn said, since it took attention off his plans. "Get rid of them. It'll be my gift to the prince. Find out who sent them and kill them too."
Quinn needed all the attention to stay on what he did. He liked seeing the town guards and men of the court around the town, trying to gather clues.
When the king's men failed to find all the clues Quinn left behind, they didn't have any time to be distracted by someone bothering Tyrion.
"I will send out someone in the morning to do it," Cassius replied.
