Prince Liam
Liam rolled his eyes before grabbing Claire's wrist before she could leave.
"Look. I never said you were not a good fight. I would just rather fight someone up front than someone who hides in the trees. And no matter what you do, little missy, you will always be judged whether it be good or bad, so get used to it.
That, and I told you to mind your own when regarding my thoughts and what I wish. That did not include what you and your sister said you would do. So get them straight.
And you call humans stupid. But look who's making the bigger scene and trying to run away like a little girl trowing a hissy fit because she didn't get her way. At least when I'm pissed I still stick to my promises. Anybody that knows me can vogue for that."
Liam released his grip on Claire's wrist and stared her down, but his voice did soften some
"Now, buck up and stop crying. A lady should not make such a face. Especially one who wishes to be seen as strong. I know you see me as an ass, because quite frankly, I am one. But that does not mean you should handle your affairs with people, no matter how rude, with immature acts. Look at your brother, he hates me, but he isn't throwing a fit because of one comment."