Hunter glared quietly at you from the corner of his eye while Belos spoke to Lilith about taking one of you on a mission. You were standing next to him beside the throne. Of course you'd gotten elected second in command, and you were his age.

"I'm going," He hissed, elbowing your side. "I get to go."

He genuinely hated you, or was he impressed? He couldn't tell. He didn't get around much, and now he was defending his title as the Golden Guard. Hunter was ready to push you out of a window.