Farie stood next to Barth watching the prince as he spoke words that echoed inside his mind. Words he could relate to.<span style="font-style: italic">We must all remember these events, for too easily could the tides have shifted and been instead Lebidans who suffered this fate. Too long has our rivalry stood,</span>he thought these words as he watched Barth ride away. He stayed where he was watching the movement of those around him. He watched for so long he wasn't aware of the passage of time as he reflected upon all that had transpired since the start of this, what all it had led to. Incompetence and views that were flawed had led to the slaughter of innocents all because it had taken to long to get help to them. Farie felt sickened and angry all at once as he watched the wounded being cared for and the fires of cremation being lit. The bodies of all those who had died being burned. He watched until he felt a hand on his shoulder. He had been there only a few moments no doubt. He looked up to see Cordian by his side. He met the man's gaze and sighed.<br/><br/><span style="color: #FF8080">"This should not have happened Cor,"</span>Farie said softly to a man twice his age, a friend he trusted implicitly, his mentor and his second in command.  Steel blue eyes burning with fire met his gaze in turn, but Cordian didn't speak. Farie knew that look,<span style="color: #FF8080">"how many?"</span>was all he asked. Cordian would understand.<br/><br/><span style="font-weight: bold">"Three of our own, I have no other numbers to give, too many were lost,"</span>the cold hard tone of Cordian's voice told Farie everything the man's words did not. They may have only lost three of their own from his father's retinue, but the losses of this day had been too heavy regardless of who's man had paid in blood. Farie gently squeezed the hand that rested on his shoulder.<br/><br/><span style="color: #FF8080">"It's time we speak with my father,"</span>Farie said his voice growing cold and hard as steel. The anger lacing his tone evident as he spoke. Cordian nodded and headed towards the two man who held their horses. Farie followed casting one final glance at the carnage around them. So much loss in so short a time. He had to do something. He reached the horses and swung up onto his own taking off towards camp. Cordian fell in step behind him.<br/><br/>Farie and Cordian reached the camp to see the general commotion of lords. Farie sighed heavily as he recognized amongst them his own father. He regarded himself. His fine dress and armour stained with blood he had no doubt his father would not take kindly to this. He figured a fight was in his future for certain. He had expected nothing less from the very beginning of all this after all. He knew now for certain that his father and him shared vastly different views over this. He merely hoped he could make his father see reason in this.<br/><br/>Riding towards the general commotion that was entering the meeting tent Farie stopped short and slid down from his stead. Cordian remaining at his shoulder silent and watchful. Farie had taken only a single step forwards then Lord Shalerin spun around no doubt disrupted from his heated conversation with the other nobleman by the sound of Farie's approach. His mouth was open no doubt with a heated word to say, but as he saw Farie and the blood stained appearance Lord Shalerin suddenly closed his mouth his face twisted in distaste.<br/><br/><span style="color: #FF8080">"Father,"</span>Farie began his voice soft and respectful, but a hard edge to the world told his father just how angry Farie truly was.<br/><br/><span style="font-weight: bold">"You foolish child!"</span>Lord Shalerin began anger lacing his words as he drew closer to his son,<span style="font-weight: bold">"do you have any idea of the repercussion of your actions!"</span>he demanded angrily. Continuing on before Farie could so much as respond.<span style="font-weight: bold">"Just look at you, dressed worse then those filthy peasants standing before the other Lords and our King like some vagabond child! A complete disgrace to our name!"</span>The elder Shalerin Lord kept going, but Farie simply didn't pay further attention to his father at this point, for his words were as tiresome as this entire debacle. How clueless could the man be. Did the safety of countless humans not mater to him at all? Was he only concerned with how he looked. With each word that his father spoke Farie's anger grew until finally he cut across his father's endless tirade.<br/><br/><span style="color: #FF8080">"Forgive me father that I did not take the time to clean the blood from my clothing and armour prior to entering your esteemed presence. I rather figured you'd rather I come straight away with news of the attack that had just taken place rather then be tardy due to something so trivial as my own appearance. Clearly I was mistaken. Shall I take my leave then and return to my tent to change and clean myself off before making my report?"</span>Farie said each word clipped as he retorted in anger to his father's aimless stupidity.<br/><br/>His words simply enraged his father as Lord Shalerin glared at his son,<span style="font-weight: bold">"how dare you take that tone with me child! Your actions were beyond inappropriate they were disrespectful! I would expect a five year old to run headlong into a battle not their own! Not the commander of my troops! This was not our fight! It was not our blood to be shed!"</span><br/><br/><span style="color: #FF8080">"You would have me leave woman and children to die! Simply because they are not born to Lebidan?"</span>Farie asked blazing with fury. His voice pitched higher then before as the outrage over what his father had just said struck deep within him. Where it not for the respect that Farie held for his father he would have struck the elder man. It was clear from the way his jaw tensed and his eyes blazed in anger that violence was close to Farie's thoughts.<span style="color: #FF8080">"You are a coward father! I would rather be disowned from your name then wear your banner into battle if this is the way that you honour our family!"</span>