Deep purple rings circled Damien's eyes, due to lack of sleep and high stress levels lately. He shook the hair out of his face and glanced at all the humans in the room. They reminded him of trapped sewer rats. And for some reason, he had a sinking feeling Jace was in big trouble.

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Jace stirred, wiping the blood off of his mouth. Almost immediately the King dragged his hands behind his back and shoved what seemed like handcuffs on. He only bowed his head, gritting his teeth and fighting back tears. He knew what this meant by the King's stiff posture and silence.

He was either going to be killed or thrown out.

He really hoped Damien had saved that human, or this would have all been for nothing.

Charles dragged the young Knight up the stairs, and to the throne room where he flopped onto his seat with a grunt. Jace only kneeled in silence, head bowed in shame.

(( LOL. xDDD I don't care if you do; it'd be dramatic ;O))

Jace raised his head very slowly to stare up at Karina and Charles through his silver hair with eyes like silver hell holes. Hatred, anger and disgust sparkled in them like fireworks ready to be set off any time.

Charles looked down on him. "From now on," his voice boomed around the nearly-empty room. "Jace Willowspring, son of Jacob Willowspring, will no longer be permitted within Kingdom boundries. If he is spotted on our land after sunset tomorrow, every person in the kingdom has permission to kill him." He stood up and strode across the room to tower over Jace. "Do you understand?"

Jace spit on his shoes and snarled, "Kiss my-" he was cut off abruptly as the King back-handed him across the face, and tears sprung to his eyes. He wanted nothing more to kill the King and Queen right now, and even if it were possible, he wouldn't. He respected Damien that much.

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Damien suddenly gasped, eyes getting wide as he looked at Lucien. "Jace is in big trouble." he said, black eyes looking desperate, worried and anxious. "Big, big trouble. Because of me...?" He frowned and stared at the ceiling with a choked feeling.

Felan tried to listen to the sound of the fighting, but it had stopped. He was about to tell Sarah that he was going to check it out, but he was able to hear the sound of a bear's roar. That's probably the king, He thought then glanced in the direction of where the throne room was located. He heard a few parts of what the king and had said inside, and a slightly smile appeared on his wolf face. Although it disappeared as soon as it appeared. Jace is being banished from the kingdom? He wasn't sure if he got it right, but it sounded like it to him.

Damien's stomach twisted painfully with guilt. "Oh my god..." he pinched his eyes shut, grief overwhelming him. "Jace..." Then he started to get mad. His head snapped towards Lucien, and he snarled low in his throat.

"I just gave up my only- ONLY - friend for you, so start appreciating it." His eyes blazed like black hell fire again. "I gave up JACE, for you. So start acting happy before I kill you."

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Jace didn't say anything, but kept his head bowed. He was giving up his knighthood for Lucien; but he trusted Damien in his choice of human. Lucien must have been important.

He'd better be.

Charles smirked, looking down on Jace as he motioned for the guards to take him. "Seems you've finally learned the final leason of becoming a knight," he said harshly. "When to keep your mouth shut."

The boy didn't even struggle as the dragged him away.

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Sarah had her ear pressed against the wall, listening in numb disbelief. "Jace is...gone?" she said aloud, frowning. She glanced up at Falen, wide-eyed and shivering. "If Jace is gone..." she said quietly. "Which one of us will get caught next?" She looked away, trrembling.

Damien restrained from wrapping his hands around the boy's throat and shaking him until he stopped moving. Instead of continuing to yell or scream or throw a fit, he started to leave. "Don't think about leaving," he said in a hard, cold voice. "Because if I catch you outside this room; I will kill you." Then he left, the staircase closing behind him.

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Charles nodded, hugging his wife and smiling a little to himself.

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Jace watched silently as the guards walked back inside the castle and left him there. But luckily they'd removed his handcuffs. 

He walked away from his old home and life, rubbing his wrists and thinking to himself about where to find water and food. His stomach grumbled as he looked around the land, which was encrusted in snow.

"God damn it." he cursed, shifting mid-stride so he would be more comfortable in the snow.

Charles shook his head, pushing away his hurt feeling. "Damien's much older now, Karina. Nearly an adult; he's starting to hit that age where he no longer feels attached to his mother and father." He added with an odd tone, "He's also getting to that age where he'll be picking the future Queen."

But he shook it off. "Love, what are you getting at?" He blinked. "Surely you aren't saying..." He couldn't seem to say it.

Charles stared after her for a minute, then flopped into his throne with a huff.

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Damien walked almost right into his mother, eyes wide and startled. "Mum," he said, voice high with nerves. "I didn't see you walking there. Sorry."

((She`s in panther form I hope you know. Lol.))

Karina just turned and ran off down the hall, not wanting to be around her husband or son. She stopped in one of the different halls and looked down at her wrapped leg. A large circle of blood had formed on the white cloth from her running on it.
She sighed and trotted off down the hall towards the medic room, to get new bandages.

((What is Damien walked into the thrown room and was all like, "Hey Dad what`s up with Mom?" and Charles is all like, "I`m not sure, but the last thing we talked about is your mother wanting another baby. XD

I`m Hyper!!!))

Damien stared after her, startled, and then kept walking at a slow pace. He had nobody now; Jace was gone, Sarah had always been his enemy even though they were both helping humans, and he couldn't trust his mother or father.

He strode into the throne room, expecting it to be empty. His father's voice startled him, causing him to jump. "Damien. Come over here; we have to speak. NOW."

He nodded, walking over to his father's seat and bowing politely before straightening and looking at him. His words shook him. "Damien, you're nearly an adult now, and I'm afraid it's time you picked a wife." He looked like he was thinking. "I have been discussing it with Sarah's mother, and we both agree Sarah would make a good wife for you."

Damien didn't know what to say. "Sarah hates me," he stuttered. "And I don't want a wife, Dad. Oh, and, speaking of wives, what's up with mom?" His father's eyes grew guarded.

"I don't know, but when she left she said that she wanted another baby." He looked like he was thinking again.

Damien shoved the gross mental image out of his head. "But seriously, Dad, I don't want a wife." 

His father glanced at him. "Is there something you want to tell me?"

He blanked. "no."

Charles asked slowly, "Are you gay?"

Damien could help but crack a smile. "No, Dad. There's just..." he said quietly. "No women I'm interested in at this minute."

His father nodded, and dimissed him, clearly thinking about the whole baby situation.

Damien left, wandering through the hallways.