They nod before walking away, heading to bed.

Zeke sat, his mind whirling. He closed his eyes and tried to sleep, but couldnt. He just allowed himself to lay there, trying to decide.

Lucia is already asleep.

Quincy sneers up at his younger brother, his eyes blazing a bright red. "Where is my beautiful mate to be?" He asks. Caspian snarls softly, "Watch it."

Zeke frowned, unable to choose.

(i gotchu zeke, just run off and make your own pack)

sleep. more sleeping.

Quincy glares at his little brother, "She should've been mine! I'm the rightful king! THIS KINNGDOM BELONGS TO ME! SHE BELONGS TO ME!" He shouts. Caspian stares at him, a bored expression on his face.

somebody has anger issues.

(Ik. Like, Lucia belongs to no one. Seriously.)

Zeke finally fell asleep, nightmares pestering him as he whimpered softly.

Quincy snarls furiously at his brother before getting in his face. The guards step forward, swords pointed towards Quincy. The rogues snarl, getting ready to attack. "That girl is mine, and I'll do what I have to do to get her." He whispers. Caspian shrugs, "Whatever you say. While they were all distracted, Caspians warriors had surrounded the rogues, they still werent noticed as they continued to banter.