He slammed his hands down on the table slitting the throat of a nearby servant before. The lifeless body falling with a thud. He licks the blood off the blade before setting it back in it’s sheath on the table.

“Come here my darling ”

he said snapped his fingers towards you. you were a servant carrying his food you put your head down and knelt sliding his food up onto the table in front of him. A malicious smirk crosses Feyds face as he strokes the top of your head.