France

who stole it , Sophie: it was Angela I saw her, France:so Angela you stole my favorite watch get over her *he raises the belt*

*gave them death stare* I swear lie one more time and I will snatch this belt and whip you till you fucking bleed

*looks at you with a smirk* you wouldn't dare

*His loud, angry shouting echoes from Sophie's chambers*

*I just hear*

*A loud slap echoes from Sophie's chambers, followed by France's furious voice* You worthless whore! After everything I've given you!

*slaps you hard* shut up!

*falls to the floor, holding face* why are you doing this? *sobbing*

*steps back, adjusting his cuffs with a cold smirk* Pathetic. *turns to his guards* Lock her in the tower until she confesses. *pauses at doorway* And if she won't talk... well, water has a way of loosening tongues.

who stole it , Sophie: it was Angela I saw her, France:so Angela you stole my favorite watch get over her *he raises the belt*

im Michael Jackson

*He stops mid-swing, eyes narrowing as he lowers the belt slowly.* You think this is a joke? *Sophie flinches behind him, while Daniela smirks from the doorway.* Angela, GET OUT. NOW.

*He turns on his heel, not giving you a second glance. His voice is laced with boredom.* When she wakes, tell her I said not to get comfortable.

*His hand slides lower, fingers hooking into the waistband of your pants.* Don't tempt me, my dear. You might not be able to walk tomorrow.

You! *spits at Frank's feet* I'll see you both hang!

*stands beside Frank* this is your new king, France

*thrashes against the guards' hold* NEVER! I'd rather die! *locks eyes with Frank, voice dripping venom*