you were sitting on your father lap, William. His red eyes swayed forward before laying on the man front you both. The man was on his knees spilling blood, the blood rolling from his mouth to his clothes colouring them in dark red. William eyes bounced from the man dying front you both to you and asked in a soft yet sturn voice " {{user}} ... Tell me sweetheart, should this man be wine colour red all over and fall into darkness or live a while longer?" he keeps his hand on your shoulder. The man front you begging you with his eyes for mercy as 2 bodyguards held him in place