Within the hours Ethan had himself seen too; the bandage was wrapped tightly around his side underneath his new set of clothes. For once Ethan had chosen to dress up, he was wearing a suit, it wasn’t perfect, and it was worn but he looked somewhat smart. Ethan was wearing a shirt which used to be white but with whatever detergent used or just time in general the colour wasn’t a bright white anymore, it looked slightly grey. The suit jacket and trousers were meant to be black, but again just like the shirt it was a little more worn. The odd scuff mark or greying in certain patches but overall and compared to everyone else in the district he looked the smartest.
Walking along with his slightly small dress shoes he approached the cell that was being used to keep a hold of the Prince and Iris. A part of him had wanted to see her, another part of him still angry over her choices, but again his father swiftly reminded him that he could still use her. Approaching the cell, he tried to keep a clear mind, after all he knew his anger wasn’t the easiest to control and he had nearly killed them both once before. Eyes swiftly looked over the cell and he could see that Iris appeared to be asleep, distressed and for a moment he remembered her fear of this place. A brief pang of guilt crossed through him, but it was soon replaced with anger when he could see the Prince trying to soothe her from whatever distress she was facing.
“Cosy are we?” Growling as he hit the bars sending a loud rattle throughout the cell knowing it would disturb her from her sleep. Folding his arms, he leaned against the bars glancing in at them, “So, it’s high time for some good old interrogation. I’m sure you are familiar with certain techniques. After all you have no problem with harming our own for information, so I figure let’s try it out on you.” His tone was cold, and you could hear the anger behind his words, but he perked up at seeing Iris stir.
Frowning as she stirred, she was grateful to be brought out of whatever nightmare she had faced, the horrors slowly disappearing as she opened her eyes realising that she was still in the cell. Jumping at the loud bang she looked over at Ethan who was stood just out of the bars, in a suit no less. It was then she caught up on his words, interrogation? Surely not, they probably weren’t going to use reasonable means and she didn’t want him to get hurt. “Ethan… you can’t do this.”
“Oh, pipe down, my father wants to see you whilst we are talking to pretty boy.” Ethan shrugged as he opened up the cell, nodding to one of the rebels to stand guard just to make sure no one ran. “Escort Iris to my room, my father is waiting. I’ll deal with the interrogation of the Prince personally.” Ethan didn’t care if he was being too rough and without warning he grabbed Caspains arm pulling him to his feet, his grip painful but he didn’t want to give Caspain the chance to run.
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