Chapter 15 - An Untamed Temper

With his rage barely restrained, Ramin dashed into the royal gardens, seeking solace in the only place that could provide it. The sound of water trickling from a nearby fountain and the verdant surroundings were supposed to soothe him, but his anger persisted. As he relived the scene in his memory, the image of Cyrus, battered and bruised, after Ramin had let his rage to rule him, his chest rose and fell with every breath. He buried his face in his hands and sank down heavily on a stone bench. Although he was renowned for his fierceness in combat, his rage was evolving into more than simply a weapon. There was a beast inside of him that was constantly about to erupt. His brothers were aware of this and frequently allowed him to take a break since they understood how hazardous it was for him to lose control of his fury. Despite his reputation as a warrior and his power, Ramin had a tender side that he kept hidden from most people. To him, women were like delicate birds that needed