*Silver awoke from the corner of a room he had sat down in to sleep at the sound of a man shouting he couldnt quite make out the words but he woke him up none the less and he was mad. Silver arose from where he sat gracefuly and dissappered reappering in the throne room looking up at Alastor. He then spoke in a colder voice than normal a voice so curle that it made whoever he was speaking to feeel as if they are being tortured in the most sinister of ways.* "May i help you sir but make it quick i was sleeping"
Scarlet Ice