"You petulant child" spat Dorn, he had heard enough of his brothers whining "you where given a duty which you accepted, now you moan about it and abandon that duty because of harsh words" he had charged past his father pointing an accusing finger at the master of Iron.

"A duty that you ignored Dorn" Perturabo said moving to sit up; the mechanical hissing of his Iron Circle seemed to increase almost exponentially "a duty that you and all of my so called brothers shirked" the Emperor said nothing his eyes seemed to dance with awareness as if he knew that he was surrounded, "I took up the assignment because no one wanted it" he spoke ice seeping into every word "because it was necessary to further the cause"

"And you excelled in that duty my son" the voice of the emperor cut into the hissing and suddenly silenced it as if he held that moment in time apart from the rest of the universe.

"I excel in a great many things farther" he rose to his feet, the light that had previously wreathed him expanded out to fill the whole amphitheatre, the beauty and majesty of witch reviled even the imperial palace. "siege warfare and architecture are but one small piece of the whole" the light eliminated the shadows completely revealing the Iron Circle in there mechanised glory, and the entirety of the first grand company veterans all wearing Cataphractii Pattern Terminator armour with blood red horse hair plumes the only colour visible besides there hazard stripes, and every one of them had either a Hammer, Maul, or Axe.

Dorn took a defensive step back his hand reaching for his weapon only to be stopped by the hand of the Emperor.

"my son, Dorn in his way spoke the truth" he said Perturabo rose an invisible eyebrow "you did volunteer for that duty, and you have a singular gift for the mathematical intricacy of siege warfare" he said tying to placate his son "a genius that none of your brothers poses, because they each excel in their own way and in their own tactics" he said Dorn moved his hand away from the weapon as the Emperor pushed him back farther away from Perturabo "as to any theft of Glory my son the deeds of every legion no matter how small or large..."

"Don't give me that" he cut his father off before he could finish "I have checked the records of the remembrancers for mentions of my Legion and in every case save for perhaps a small hand full every joint engagement that my sons have been in, there is perhaps four lines stating that the 'Iron Warriors where there and that they had opened the walls' and that was it" he said striding forward his mask of cold logic slipped for a second revealing a fury that shocked the Emperor.

"There was no mention of the sacrifices that my legion have made, that my legion are the first into the field, first into the breach and always the last to leave an engagement, the names of my sons lost to time if not for the memorial wall with in the palace to show that they existed at all" he stood looking down at his father the cold logical calculated mask of the lord of Iron once again replaced itself "if not for my sons the Ultramarines would have been mauled beyond recognition, the Thousand sons would be the hundred sons, time after time I have cracked open impenetrable fortresses and held the line when even Dorn would have pulled back" he pointed an accusatory finger at his yellow armoured brother.

The Primarch of the Imperial Fists looked affronted that he would even say such things, he would never retreat no matter the reason, there hadn't been an opponent that had stood before his fists and had been victorious ever, and he doubted that there ever would be.

"There is a conspiracy here to mitigate the honours of my legion and to erase all mentions of them from the histories of the Empire", he turned back to his throne a sat once more "so I have determined to make it impossible for them to erase my legion, to erase my sons, I will cut a swath through Segmentum Obscurus and create an Iron ring of fortifications that will stand for millennia, and each one will say that 'Hear Stands The Iron Warriors, The Fourth Legion And We Will Not Go Quietly Into The Night! And We Will Not Vanish Without A Fight!' we shall never be forgotten, of that you have my word"

"so you intend to continue" asked the Emperor, he came here expecting that he would have to force the issue.

Once again Perturabo stood only this time it was with a purpose other than to lambast his farther and Dorn.

"Follow me" he said standing, the veteran guard all as one took one step back presenting their weapons to the Lord of Iron who nodded, "Honsou lead them out to the deployment zone" the Cataphractii with the larger plume nodded and stretched out his right hand, and then as one they all turned at the exact same moment and marched off in perfect mirror step, followed by the lord of Iron, the Emperor and Dorn brought up the rear but hidden in the shadows just out of his reach where the Iron Circle.

Perturabo lead them through an opposite door than the one his veterans used, and they then went up a vast flight of stairs before being blinded by the sudden intrusion of real sun light, not the artificial light that they had been under within the palace.

As there super human eyes adjusted they came upon a vast balcony larger and more artistically beautiful than any they had ever seen before, and as they walked to the end of it Perturabo pointed out to the view. The Emperor walked forward to see what his son had to show him and as he reached the marble the sight astonished him, Dorn reluctantly headed forward keeping his eyes locked on his brother, and he wouldn't put it past him to push him from the balcony, but as he tore his eyes away from him and to the sight that met him, almost made his jaw drop.