Lucivar barely took a small step to the side to allow those behind him thru when a whoosh of air and what looked like a female came crashing past him. Her body rolled to a stop a breath away from the base of the stairs and in the middle of those who were there to protect and kill if necessary. Reaching out a very muscular arm Lucivar put himself between the now whimpering lady and who ever put her there. The too fast movement her crashing thru was enough to break of his own self control any other push regardless from who it would turn this [place into a killing field.

"Mover your arm or I will rip it off."

An angry growl came from behind him. Ice and burning rage followed.

He didn't know rather to me overjoyed or kill his brother for making him worry… it took a moment longer to realize the man wasn't his brother but an enraged Dae al Mon warlord Prince.

Mother night Chaosti just didn't step onto the killing edge for no reason. Something had of happen… something…

"Quiet!" A queens command and in a voice none were going question. In her darkest of midnight voice she spoke once more, "What is this about, Prince?"

Her voice should have sent a shiver down his spine. It should have made him leash his temper enough to speak. All it did was give his temper more spikes and razor sharp edges, "That bitch nearly killed prince Sadi and then went after Karla!"

And she was alive how? The thought was on everyone's tongues it was Gabrielle who asked the question.

The woman… bitch… moaned. Chaosti fought against Lucivar's grasp trying to attack his prey. "Let me go, Damn you. She attacked while we were trying to move Price Sadi."

For a second Lucivar's grip tightened before his hand's let go. His war blade was in has hand before he could think about calling for it. A step then two. One more and he would be on her.

"If one drop of her blood falls before I get to kill her you will answer to me prince." The female voice from behind him. It continued , "and that will be before I do anything else with your pain in the ass brother."

That made him freeze and think. It shouldn't have. A few weeks ago he wouldn't have. Hell a few decades ago he wouldn't have waited to bother bringing the bitch here. Today however… he growled, "Chaosti said..."

Karla took a step into the room, stopping only long enough to nod to the queen before continuing, "I'm not disputing whatever the prince said. I'm telling you if you want your brother's healing to continue to step out of the damn way."

"Lucivar." A warning, grieving tone came from the High Lord.

"Prince?" Jaenelle lightly laid a shaking hand on Lucivar's arm. She wasn't scared of him but days without real rest were taking its toll as were the days with anything to keep her up right.

One minute she was standing on the first step with Gabrielle standing off to the side a sharp knife held in her hands the next…

"Damn it Kat haven't got any rest? And what were all of your first circle doing when you were taking a nap without sleeping?" Lucivar scooped her up and heading upstairs. Karla could deal with the bitch. Hell any of the first circle could deal with that one little bitch. But right now the queen was going to bed regardless if she thought Daemon needed her or not.

A soft brush of his outer barrier had him stopping and looking at the way that he just came *father?*

*I want you both to stay in my room. No is not an option prince. Go around me on this and your queens health and your brother's be the least of your troubles.*

It would figure the healing would be done in Daemon's room. Eventually he understood Jaenelle would sneak in to supervise the healing unless made to stay where she was put. But he couldn't understand why he was told to remain in his father's room.