To accurately describe the state of the hall, it would be best to remember some synonyms of the word outrage.
Indignation.
Fury, anger, rage, wrath…
Shock, horror, disapproval, and definitely disgust.
Yes, the list could go on, and so could the number of words that would describe the emotions of one Imperial Crown Prince as he fought every single urge to launch an attack.
What "seeing red"?
Xavier couldn't even see.
There was only darkness as it momentarily took over his mind, as if everything else had been swallowed whole the second that bastard opened his mouth.
So much for painstakingly hiding his identity over the years.
So much for keeping the peace as an Imperial leader.
And so much for having an upright moral character.
Fuck. That.
At that moment, he neither wanted nor cared for any of it.
He just wanted to wipe that smug look off that son of a gun's face.
