Rezef's blood was boiling and to say he was angry was a euphemism. His father, the Emperor, had arranged a political marriage without his say in the matter. They were currently in a meeting with him, the emperor and the new fiancee.

He wanted to yell, break things or even kill the emperor and yet all he could do after his protests being ignored was to look coldly at everyone with his piercing, cold blue eyes.

"Pleasured to meet you, I am Rezef Hill." He spoke up through gritted teeth.