Yograj head whipped toward Razeal, his face darkening as realization dawned. "If you really are her son… then she'll be coming back here to fucking take you!"
He spun around, scanning the open sky, almost as though expecting Merisa herself to descend from the heavens like a vengeful goddess. His shoulders stiffened, a rare crack of unease breaking through his otherwise casual demeanor.
"You.. are you an idiot, boy?!" Yograj barked, his voice rising with agitation. "If you're the son of the Virelan family… did you ask permission to come here? Did you even think? Do you not realize they don't give a damn about imperial laws?" His hand raked down his face, his voice dropping into a mutter half to himself. "You'll bring them down on me too… damn it all, now I'm tangled in this mess too…"
