**Micaela POV**

"How could you do such a thing to his father?" I asked looking at my father angrily.

I was angrier at myself in this case. I was there looking at him from the window as they slashed him with the sword on his back, and I couldn't even do anything about it. I didn't stop him or hint to him about the danger.

"Why did you do that to him when you know the repercussions, Father. That could kill him, you know," I said, more tears escaping my eyes.

"He deserved everything I did, ...