"It's absolutely absurd. All I ask is that he obey the laws written by our family and learn his place. He must try my patience and I tell you if he was not the only one capable of giving me such a powerful demonling-"

" perhaps Master Mordred, you should at the very least attempt to meet him in middle ground and swallow your pride. He was an angel,though they can be tough, they also appreciate some tenderness. " Cynna said,drying the last of the wine glasses. Mordred scoffed

" What do you know of having a mate, Cynna, never have you the love of another. " the Prince snapped.

"Apparently neither have you,sir. You never will if you carry on with your attitude. You sought my advice. Here it is, there is more to life than power. Perhaps if you soften your time and given proper respect to the mother of your child -"

" he deserves no special treatment. He was brought here-"

"I beg your pardon,Sir. The life growing within him is,even to some of our kind,a treasure,a gift not a right. You are not even as king entitled to be so-"

"What would you know of rights and the my throne?"

" more than enough. I have served your family loyally and with pride for long than you have existed.I know enough of the old ways to tell you this.. Be grateful that the old code ceased when your father bonded with your mother,otherwise it would be you visiting the gatekeeper as you so often threaten. A wise king knows that your mate will stand at his side proudly,guiding you quietly when you find yourself lost at the crossroads,not knowing which path to choose,it is the king's mate that amplifies his greatness and his children who offer hope for the future. You must learn how to treat him if you want to be a decent king. After all, if you abuse your authority with the one you are meant to protect and dare I say love, how can you be trusted with the crown? "

Mordred crossed his arms,glaring at the butler.

"Is that the respect your showing to the -"

" respect is earned,my lord,even as royalty it is not simply given. Dark days lay ahead of us if you continue this way. Even by our standards as demons,if there were a lower point than Hell, you would run us straight into it. " Mordred grabbed the glass throwing it to the floor,Cynna sighed.

"This is the reason you can't have nice things,anything that comes within arms reach of you gets broken. Like your poor mother's heart. It is also the reason Master Sebastian will always be more highly knows love and respect for the precious things he has. Now,stop acting like a demonling and take care of your responsibility,change your ways and be the sort of devil,mate and father that would make us proud to bow before you." Before Cynna could bend down to tend to the shattered glass, The doors flew open violently,the force sending the splintered wood across the room. The demons turned to find Sebastian advancing toward them, his crimson eyes glowing in anger. The younger Prince carried in his hand his father's demon sword.

"Leave us." Sebastian growled to his servant. Cynna gave a short bow.

"Yes,Master. Do keep in mind that there are many others who need you,best to think twice about your -"

" I said leave us. " The butler obeyed. Mordred backed away from his brother. Soon, Sebastian reached out, grabbing Mordred by his shirt and using his arm to pin the older demon to the wall.

"Release me,Brother. You know as I do that you cannot use father's sword on me." Mordred challenged. Sebastian tightened his grip. His usually calm tone was replaced by one much resembling their father.

"Have you any idea what you have done?" Sebastian roared.

"What the devil are you talking about,you utter loon." Mordred attempted to free himself.

"The time has come for you to understand that in life there are consequences. You're is death." Sebastian was just about to finish his job when he felt himself being pulled away by several strong hands.

"Put it down, Sebastian!" His father shouted,attempting to restrain him.

"I will not!" He fought against his father's grip, the devil's claws cutting into his arms as he struggled to break several seconds, He succeeded, those he lost his grip on the sword,he rushed forward grabbing Mordred and forcing him to the floor roughly.

"Father!" The older brother cried, using his legs to push himself away from his assailant. The devil reached out to grab his enraged son but narrowly missed.

"Father,call it off!" Mordred shrieked. Sebastian grabbed him once more banging his head against the stone floor. The thudding sound echoed through the room as Mordred's head repeatedly hit the floor.

"Enough!" The king roared.

"It will never be enough, he is still alive!"

" You do realize this isn't going to kill meh-" Sebastian was suddenly lifted from the floor and pulled away.

"Stop this foolishness now,both of you,you are well over one hundred years old,the time has come for you to grow up!" The devil shouted.

"Release me." Sebastian hissed.

"I shall, as soon as I have you down stairs and not a moment before. You as well mordred."

" I've done nothing,surely you -"

"You have done more than enough!" Sebastian cried.

"We will discuss this further when we arrive, so not provoke me anymore than you already have."

"If you ever-"

"Pardon me majesty, my lords, " Tanneth called, her voice carrying an air of sadness.

"Speak Tanneth, what news do you bring?" The devil growled.

"Not good news I'm afraid,I bring you word from the royal healer,Majesty."

" continue. " the maid bowed her head.

"Truly I wish I could say differently,but it is not-please forgive me, I -I cannot bear to speak the words."

" what of the healer? " Sebastian asked with deep concern. The female demon gave a low bow.

"It's the young Prince -" Sebastian 's heart sank as he broke free of the king's grasp,both he and Mordred rushing for the door only for the elder Prince to be thrown back by his brother. Both demons seemed to forget their altercation,racing to the healer's quarters. Leaving their father puzzled and alone to process what was happening.