"Take off your helmet." the father's voice demanded, gruff to describe.<br/><br/>Obediently, the knight did so.<br/><br/>"Hah, so ugly that only a mother could love you, I see. Let's get started."<br/><br/>The fist, hand calloused by years of had work, landing in his face was certainly not the worst he had suffered in his life. But that mattered little, the father wanted him to suffer for losing his son and so he would obey, such was his oath.<br/><br/>"All my hopes and dreams, GONE!" another punch, amplified by anger, sending the knight to the ground by force.<br/><br/>"AND THEN YOU DARE TO SHOW UP HERE WITHOUT EVEN A SINGLE COIN TO MAKE UP FOR IT!" a kick right into his teeth followed, letting Morr see stars.<br/><br/>Another followed and another, the man's attacks furious, each one accentuated by a sickening crunch as Morr's lower jaw took the brunt. Pain, quite simple. The father's anger thrived on it, he felt better causing the source of his misfortune pain. And this satisfaction was all Morr was capable of giving him.<br/><br/>Grabbing the knight's armored shoulders, the man, in a display of surprising strength considering his age and quite lower height compared to the massive Morr, drove the knight head-on into the wall nearby "DO YOU HAVE ANY FUCKING IDEA WHAT I'M SUPPOSED TO DO NOW? YOU COST ME MY HEIR!"<br/><br/>Morr, sprawled on the ground with blood clouding his view, caught sight of how the man took a butcher's cleaver from the table, the blade stained by the dried blood of animals "Sir-" spitting blood and teeth, the oath-bound knight spoke "If it is your wish to kill me, then please do not do so in front of your daughter. She is still- " retching another goblet of blood "- is still quite young, please do not stain her memory with a sight such as this." the father paused, staring at the armored man still talking downright eloquently.<br/><br/>"Bah, she can see how the bastard that got her brother killed dies..." casting a glance at her, she, barely of sixteen years, long red hair and blue eyes staring down at her feet obediently, the man seemed to trail off.<br/><br/>Looking back at the knight, the man hesitated with his next move, lost in thought. Suddenly, he asked "Are you married?"<br/><br/>Morr couldn't believe his ears, what a strange question regarding the situation "Sir, I am not married, but why ask such a-" the response was a cut off by another cough of blood.<br/><br/>Looking at his daughter again for a short while, then back at the knight, the father asked another question "And don't you knights have that law of your order..."<br/><br/>Slowly, realization dawned on Morr "Sir- which law are you referring to?"<br/><br/>"That one where your family gets taken care of while you're out in the field. Isn't that right?"<br/><br/>"Sir, what are you-<br/><br/>"I make you an offer, knight. You took my heir, so get me a new one." casting another glance at his daughter, who was now looking up "What I'm saying is, marry my daughter, get your order to pay all of my expenses. The rest should be obvious..."<br/><br/>"Sir, you demand from me to- that- she- isn't she too young- why- I'm certain she wouldn't want to-" Morr began to protest, only to be cut off by the enraged father.<br/><br/>"She's a woman and my daughter, what she wants doesn't matter. She'll obey, and so will you, isn't that right? You got that oath, right?"<br/><br/>Morr remained silent.<br/><br/>"Heh, after all, who needs the man when you can have the knight, right?"<br/><br/>-------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------<br/><br/>Morr's hands balled to fists in his unsteady sleep.