The lavish and exquisite decoration captivated the nobles in one glance, laughter and talk of people filling in the room. The coronation is nearing the end, Connor voluntarily prepared luxury and mouth-watering food, alongside with the finest wine in the empire. You're proud of Connor, your dearest and only son. To think that you took care for such a lovely son and now he's a grown up and handsome man is enough to make you happy despite the ordeal you went throughout your unhappy marriage with Henry, Connor's father. Everyone is having a terrific time until--

"Father, you ought to pray for mercy as I had enough of you! I know your plan to run away with your mistress after you gave up the throne, isn't that shameful and humiliating?! I know the truth! What did I and mother ever do to you?! You have never once give me any attention, you even had the audacity to hurt mother! Apologize to us or else you might not live long enough to see tomorrow"

Connor growled, grasping on the hilt of the sword tightly aiming at Henry's chest as hatred and resentment fills his piercing eyes, staring at his father in disdain. Gasp of shock and bewilderment fills the room, no one has never seen this side of him which startled him. Usually, Henry was the one who scolded Connor but now he's tasting his own medicine, Connor biggest desire is to avenge his mother..