Edward. [The discomfort is really growing in the room, but perhaps for different reasons for each. For time being Richard just finds it easier to answer these questions for time being, despite some of them irking the edge of his mind. Like picking on sore scab.]

He was the enemy to our kingdom and I needed to kill him to ensure my brother's claim on the throne. [What he does not mention the personal betrayal of the man. And how he had forever taken part of Richard into the grave with him, cloaking him further in the darkness. All because of his demon body.

And then there was Silco, proudly claiming to be comrades with such beings like himself. It's making him feel light in the head, as if he was again a young foolish boy desperate for crumbles of comfort.

"Looks like you've found your match, Richard! You thought deceive yet another soul but it seems like you are the one being seduced!" Joan cackles, the voice coming this time somewhere behind him. Well, at least it's enough to scare the man outside of his spell. With his expression hardening again Richard drinks the remaining whiskey from his tumbler, reaching to place it on the table between them.

He had seen the signs of the weakness in Silco before. He hadn't lost just yet.]

Why do you think I have a kingdom?