His chest puffed out, feathers stretching out so he would warm himself up. His banishment made him experience weather conditions that would have killed him, had he not learned to adapt.
"Emperor Shen." Hao's voice echoed throughout the quiet hall. His tone sounded quite desperate, his eye showed concerned for whatever the matter is.
"What is it Hao? Did you alert the cooks? The concubines?" The royal questioned.
"Yes, I alerted the cooks, but…the concubines. There is a problem." He began to explain but Shen held his wing up to cease his talking. "I will deal with that later; I wanted to get this over with so I can eat with my women." His voice ice cold like always, his heart harbored no regret for what he is about to do.
Hao's ears perked up. 'Get this over with?' he mentally quoted Shen, until his heart dropped at the realization of what he is implying.
"It has to be done." He gave the mammal a side glance before walking ahead of him to the dungeon doors. Hao's paws balled up in a fist, jaw clenched with narrowed eyes. Shen neither gave his expression a second glance, nor did he care.