Questionable Mercy

“Father.“

Alexandros turned from the entrance to his quarters. They were more resplendent then he was used to. Malcador had insisted that if Alexandros insisted on staying upon Terra during his reign, he must live out his role.

Torven, High Chaplain of the Fifth Legion, regarded his sire with weight. “We have confirmed reports in regards to the Alabaster Order. Gustave has abandoned the Emperor‘s mandate.“

Alexandros squeezed the door handle, threatening to warp the gold. Yet, he said nothing.

The chaplain continued. “What are your orders?“

The unspoken expectation hung between the both of them. It lasted a long moment before Alexandros said, “Humanity can use more doctors in these trying times.“

“The Emperor,“ Torven began.

“Is not here to help with the devastation, and,” Alexandros finished. “The Great Crusade is currently on hold. Therefore, I will make no moves against Gustave. He’s performing a critical task.“

The chaplain stared at him. Then, he whispered “You risk punishment again.“

With a wry grin, Alexandros said as he entered into his chambers, “It would not be the first time." [[Category:Q]]