KieranSoares
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"No, you're no' children, but yer still young. Don' go throwin' away yer lives when ye've hardly started t'live."
"You shouldn't either!" Ruben spoke up. "You've all got families t'live for too, 'specially you, Uncle Brogan, you've got another on th'way."
"Tha's enough, Ruben..." Brogan's voice became quiet again.
"You're going to listen, Da," Ciaran spoke in an even tone. "We're not telling you that you're done fighting, and we're certainly not taking your throne."
"You think tha's all I care about?" Brogan rose from his seat and came to face Ciaran. His blind eyes blazed as if he was glaring directly at his eldest son. "I don't give a damn about th'throne when it comes t'my family, Ciaran! You saw what 'appened t'your brothers! You all think yer ready t'put your lives on th'line, but none of you are! No one is ever ready fer tha'! Out of all o' you, Ruben an' Kate're the only ones that've seen real battle, an' both of 'em nearly died!"
Ciaran was close to crumbling in his father's intense presence, but he tried hard to stand straight and tall. It was Leon and Eli's hands on his shoulders that kept him standing. Brogan shook his head slowly, his voice dropping low and menacing. "You don' know what it's like, Ciaran... an' you don' want to know. How it feels t'know yer own son is suffering an' bleeding out... an' even when 'e survived, I knew 'e'd never be treated th'same again. An' I saw my daughter on the front lines. All I could see was 'er death comin', an' I thank th' Goddess every day fer lettin' me get in front o' Kate first. I'd rather lose my life than let 'er even be touched, Ciaran, th' same goes fer all of you."
"Da..."
"Tha's all I have t'say... an' it's final." Brogan stepped back, finding his way back to Julia's side. His siblings and siblings-in-law agreed for the most part, and the room fell silent when Brogan's echo died away.
"You shouldn't either!" Ruben spoke up. "You've all got families t'live for too, 'specially you, Uncle Brogan, you've got another on th'way."
"Tha's enough, Ruben..." Brogan's voice became quiet again.
"You're going to listen, Da," Ciaran spoke in an even tone. "We're not telling you that you're done fighting, and we're certainly not taking your throne."
"You think tha's all I care about?" Brogan rose from his seat and came to face Ciaran. His blind eyes blazed as if he was glaring directly at his eldest son. "I don't give a damn about th'throne when it comes t'my family, Ciaran! You saw what 'appened t'your brothers! You all think yer ready t'put your lives on th'line, but none of you are! No one is ever ready fer tha'! Out of all o' you, Ruben an' Kate're the only ones that've seen real battle, an' both of 'em nearly died!"
Ciaran was close to crumbling in his father's intense presence, but he tried hard to stand straight and tall. It was Leon and Eli's hands on his shoulders that kept him standing. Brogan shook his head slowly, his voice dropping low and menacing. "You don' know what it's like, Ciaran... an' you don' want to know. How it feels t'know yer own son is suffering an' bleeding out... an' even when 'e survived, I knew 'e'd never be treated th'same again. An' I saw my daughter on the front lines. All I could see was 'er death comin', an' I thank th' Goddess every day fer lettin' me get in front o' Kate first. I'd rather lose my life than let 'er even be touched, Ciaran, th' same goes fer all of you."
"Da..."
"Tha's all I have t'say... an' it's final." Brogan stepped back, finding his way back to Julia's side. His siblings and siblings-in-law agreed for the most part, and the room fell silent when Brogan's echo died away.