The moment Veyris said those words, even though it was the truth, he knew that he had just made a mistake, because he had just pushed this into a realm that his hard-headed brother thrived in, and he was not wrong.
Calyx's hand dropped to the hilt of his sword, and he smirked, a dangerous glow in his eyes that was eerily similar to the same glow in Veyris's eyes.
"You all in the Central Palace are the same. After I was exiled to this city for refusing to kneel, I took that punishment without saying a word, because I will not play your power games. Because I believed our strength still mattered in places like this, despite the burden of the Heavenly Restriction over our heads. Why the fuck would I care what the crown wants when my city has been abandoned for thousands of years? Do you know the sacrifices I have made for this city?"
Veyris smiled, and he took a step back while shaking his head in disappointment,
