Brand's head tilted back a little looking ever inch the Prince with a sharp glare of two piercing daggers. "If you were my daughter, child, I would have you over my knee in a heartbeat. My manners and my patience for childishness only streches so far."

Once Kate is at the bottom of the stairs he sneers slightly, holding out a hand palm toward her. "I said. Here." Unless she counters Kate will be dragged toward where he stands.