Judge, Jury, Executioner
02-24-2019, 08:16 PM
(This post was last modified: 02-24-2019, 08:17 PM by Valentine.)
The old king listened as his son tried to explain the circumstances around what had happened. His expression was devoid of judgement as he listened - mostly because he had already reached his decision, but partially because another disapproving look from him would only make this situation worse.
Valentine sighed again as Rhyme asked him what he was going to do. He searched his son's gaze earnestly, then began, "It should go without stating that I love you, but...but because of this I feel I should say it. I have loved you since the very first time I laid eyes on you. When you were just this...fuzzy little bean at your mother's belly."
His voice grew impassioned. "I loved you all those years I thought you were gone. And I will always love you, Rhyme," Valentine shook his head, then continued, "But I don't trust you, son. Not with my legacy. With my name."
The old king collected himself and became outwardly stoic. Though painful, this was necessary. "I've decided two things and I'm committed to seeing them through. Know that I will fight to defend the Imperialis name if I must, but I don't wish it."
He cleared his throat. "This is my first decision: none of your children will go by Imperialis." This he would not bend on. Valentine didn't know if any of Rhyme's children had taken the Imperialis name but he wanted to ensure that if any had, they be stripped of it. He was prepared to fight for the right to clear his name of inferior specimens. It didn't matter to him if one or one hundred low quality pups had been sired by his son; he'd fight one hundred fights if he had to. None from this pruned branch would be able to lay claim to his name. He would see to it that any renegades were hunted down and forcefully separated from the surname if necessary. His descendants would be made aware of the mandate too.
"My second...I'm willing to give you a choice. You may choose to either give up the Imperialis name and keep the ability to father children or you can keep the Imperialis name and lose the ability to father children." If Rhyme chose the latter he would be losing his manhood right here, right now. Valentine would take no chances. He'd brought with him a mixture of herbs that he'd been assured would render any man oblivious and he was prepared to fetch the bundle and give them to Rhyme if he wished it. "These are your only options, son."
Valentine sighed again as Rhyme asked him what he was going to do. He searched his son's gaze earnestly, then began, "It should go without stating that I love you, but...but because of this I feel I should say it. I have loved you since the very first time I laid eyes on you. When you were just this...fuzzy little bean at your mother's belly."
His voice grew impassioned. "I loved you all those years I thought you were gone. And I will always love you, Rhyme," Valentine shook his head, then continued, "But I don't trust you, son. Not with my legacy. With my name."
The old king collected himself and became outwardly stoic. Though painful, this was necessary. "I've decided two things and I'm committed to seeing them through. Know that I will fight to defend the Imperialis name if I must, but I don't wish it."
He cleared his throat. "This is my first decision: none of your children will go by Imperialis." This he would not bend on. Valentine didn't know if any of Rhyme's children had taken the Imperialis name but he wanted to ensure that if any had, they be stripped of it. He was prepared to fight for the right to clear his name of inferior specimens. It didn't matter to him if one or one hundred low quality pups had been sired by his son; he'd fight one hundred fights if he had to. None from this pruned branch would be able to lay claim to his name. He would see to it that any renegades were hunted down and forcefully separated from the surname if necessary. His descendants would be made aware of the mandate too.
"My second...I'm willing to give you a choice. You may choose to either give up the Imperialis name and keep the ability to father children or you can keep the Imperialis name and lose the ability to father children." If Rhyme chose the latter he would be losing his manhood right here, right now. Valentine would take no chances. He'd brought with him a mixture of herbs that he'd been assured would render any man oblivious and he was prepared to fetch the bundle and give them to Rhyme if he wished it. "These are your only options, son."
NOTE: Valentine has a female striped skunk companion named Lefty. Unless stated otherwise assume she's present.