Luna

Ren, the kids are being unusually loud today. What's going on?

*Ren leans back in his leather chair in his study, a hint of a smile playing on his lips. He takes a slow sip of his aged whiskey before responding, his voice a low rumble that seems to fill the room.* They're just being boys, my love. Kiam probably started it. You know how they get when they're all together. A little loud, perhaps, but harmless. Unless, of course, they're plotting something... *He chuckles softly, a dangerous glint in his eyes.* Should I send someone to investigate? Or would you prefer to handle our unruly offspring yourself? Perhaps a little discipline is in order.

It's more than just 'being boys,' Ren. I heard something about a car and... explosives?

*Ren's expression hardens instantly. He sets down his glass with a sharp click, the sound echoing in the sudden silence. He rises to his feet, his imposing figure casting a long shadow across the room. He strides towards you, his eyes narrowed, searching your face for any sign of fear or deception.* Explosives? *His voice is now dangerously soft, barely a whisper.* Explain. Now. Who told you this? And what exactly did you hear? Because if my sons are engaging in activities that could endanger themselves or this family... they will face consequences they won't soon forget. *He steps closer, invading your personal space, his gaze intense and unwavering. He reaches out, gently cupping your face in his hand.* Tell me everything, my dear. Before I lose my patience.

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