Ferdinand's Point Of View
Tristan was uncontrollably pissed off. I could tell on a subconscious level he wanted to slap Delcain and the others right here and now. If he decided to I wouldn't stop him, he was showing incredible restraint at the moment. Especially given how pissed off he was.
"Seriously Tristan...? That guys chastity means more to you than my mother's life?" Delcain asked him, furious.
"Delcain. Go. Now! I will not say it again. Let's go Bellamy!" Tristan said, fury burning brightly in his eyes.
Delcain huffed one final time before heading to the basement, then Bellamy began to head upstairs. I carried Tristan up soon after.
"Tristan, don't be mad at me. I just got here, and saw Lady Josephine passed out in Meyhymn's arms and was kind of dragged along..." Cole said, pleading.
"Those who stand by and watch unjustified things be done are just as bad, Cole..." Tristan sighed.