The cut of words

Julian was expecting to talk about some sort of political scheme or maybe some important news for the Talons. He never got called this late in the evening by his father unless it was extremely important. Jilian's face looked confused. As if he heard his father say that he needed to escort his brother and sister out toward his mothers....dead mother's estate. It has been years since her name was even mentioned. Something about the way his father was just so casual as if Julian had no say in the matter. He shook his own head in disbelief. [color=#c10300]"Wait...I'm sorry Father...what? You want us to leave?" [/color]

Julian almost chuckled because it sounded ridiculous to him. Leaving makes his family look weak. His father was the third Talon. Julian was the heir to becoming the third Talon. His life has always been in danger let alone his brother and sister. A few scares within the city are all of a sudden going to change things. [color=#c10300]"Father...that's ridiculous...." [/color]A shift in his demeanor changed. His body rose taller as his muscles clenched with rage. A pulse of rage filled his body. 

[color=#c10300]"NO...I won't leave the city. I won't leave you. This family is strong. We can handle ourselves. Why send us away?"[/color] Julian stared at his father. He couldn't help but feel angry and upset at his father. Just like that, his father thinks he could just send his family out of the city when things get tough. It's a load of shit Julian thought to himself. His family was safer together and not separate.