He just wished he knew what to do about it...
Blake meekly stared at his fingers. He was in charge of a jewel heist that went badly. Victor had never shown up.
And Regina was furious.
"Do not forget your place, dear Husband of mine. Your goal in life is to see six children married. I would hate for you to miss even the first wedding..."
Blake looked down a this feet. "I'm sorry Regina." Clearing his throat, he spoke up again. "I only meant to say..."
Regina scoffed. "Do not push your luck. You may go now! I will fix your error." Regina waved her hand, dismissing him from her sight.
As though he was nothing more than a lowly servant.
It was time to go about righting her husband's errors...
Trying to adopt the look of nonchalance, he asked, "What's up? You wanted to see me?"
Victor hedged. "I'm sorry Countess. I was called away at the last moment. I sent word to Count Pai."
Regina templed her fingers. "On what business?"
Sweat collected at Victor's collar & he looked her in her cold, dead eyes. "I was investigating... I heard of an opportunity out at sea. It did not pan out."
Regina stared at Victor for what seemed like an eternity. "I grow tired. You may leave. I will think about what punishment you deserve. Go!"
"Here. Take your son," she informed Blake. "I have things to attend to."
Blake cuddled his child against his chest. "I will call you Lestat, son."
"Mom, I don't know about this..." Camilla argued.
"Nonsense." Regina snapped.
"But, he's family!"
"Family must obey." Glancing at Camilla, Regina snapped, "Do not forget that."
Regina held her hand up, motioning for him to stop. "I just wanted to let you know your plan with Victor Russell has been discovered. I have recently learned that you had conspired against me... against your own daughter... And Victor is conveniently away at sea on an oceanography visit. How nice that he has abandoned his master to his fate alone."
"Mom!" Camilla cried. "Please don't!"
Blake tried to catch his daughter's eye to assure her that everything would be okay. He just wished he was confident that was the truth...
Camilla cried out in anguish. Knowing it was useless to argue with her Mother, Empress of Evil, Camilla covered her eyes and ran from the room.
"How cruel can you be?" Blake demanded. "She's your daughter and you're upsetting her! We could've had this meeting in private. Why did you have to involve her?"
Regina shrugged. "She needs to toughen up. She will come around." Then, coldly she turned her shoulder and walked away.
He knew he would need to protect her from any harm...
Camilla crossed arms. "I didn't. She only involves me when she wants to make a point. I hate her, Drake."
Camilla hugged her brother. "It will be okay. Don't worry. It's not that bad, really..."
Drake sighed again. He didn't know about that...