“Oh I understand, it is always good to see me of course, that’s probably why.” Geoffrey preened and idly inspected his right claw. “But really, I’m afraid I must insist you leave. I need to have words with father dearest.” Joachim did not want to let go of his father’s claw. Geoffrey waited for a moment before looking up, his smile disappearing. “Well?” The king loosened his grip and let Joachim’s hand go. He looked at his father, not wanting to move. Geoffrey snapped his fingers. The two guards moved forward and, in an action that elicited a gasp of surprise from the king and the onlookers outside the room, Joachim was lifted bodily and thrown from the room.