(Karsten)
The anger ran like liquified iron in my veins. I should never have brought Ma and Arata out without my full security protocol. That was a mistake I wasn't going to repeat.
They took her pictures without consent and almost touched her. The very thought enraged me.
The car pulled into the driveway. Caysir and Asbela quickly arrived to receive us.
"Take Arata and Ma inside and prepare dinner for us," I informed them while stepping out. Seeing my darkened expression, no one questioned me. Olphi remained by my side as I watched Arata quietly head inside.
She was safe, that's all that mattered for now.
"I want all of these reporters found, and their respective companies issued suing notices," I told Olphi in a fit of rage.
"I memorised the names of the media outlets from some of their badges and mics. Don't worry, Sir, they will pay for what they did," Olphi assured me. We discussed further plans on how to avoid such instances.
