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[right][h2][color=gray]Ember Bane[/color][/h2][/right]

Ember took a deep breath, trying to clear her mind. The head of the house had been killed along with the rest of the family, that was true. But, Ember was one of the youngest members of the family, just joining four-ish years ago. Having been propped up against the frame to the entrance of the room the whole time, Ember now stood straight up, the color draining from her face as she crossed her arms across her chest. [color=ed1c24]"Einar... you can't... you can't ask me to do this. I'm not the head of the house. Due to the rules you would be, considering that you're the eldest."[/color]

But Ember knew what would happen if Einar was made head of the house: Bloodshed everywhere. The man was family, so the girl trusted him to an extent. But in just four short years, Ember did have enough information to know that when he was angry, his judgement tended to be very clouded. She licked her lips before speaking again, her mouth suddenly feeling dry.

[color=ed1c24]"If you want my decision, then here it is. I'll give you free range of our enemies. BUT, there is a few exceptions. You do not come within a fucking inch of threatening their lives or the ones around them, understood. You so much as leave a mark on them and you will remain in this house until this blows over or you die, whichever comes first. You can socialize with them, but do not go to their houses. Do not threaten their businesses, Einar. Be on your [i]very[/i] best behavior, or so help me I will go full out pup rage on you. Fair enough?"[/color]