A king must know how to rule himself first.

He felt his cheeks flush a bit when his father asked if he knew. He didn't know exactly but he had an idea, instincts.. sort of helped generalize what was to happen. Now that he was getting hormones, it was a little hard to ignore the difference when he admired someone because of who they are and when he admired someone because he found them attractive. What to do with that attraction was where he was a little lost, but it felt awkward to discuss that with his father. He listened anyway, his ears folding back as his father warned him to always make sure he has consent.

It confused him a little because his father had just said that he committed it with those in his past, though he also said he held some regret.. so.. his old man used to be kind've a bad guy, hmm? Suddenly, he felt a bit of enlightenment with that thought. His father would likely feel guilt or remorse if Vadim where to ever fall down that path, so he would do his best to heed his father's warning and learn from his father's mistakes. Perhaps, one day he could even make his father proud knowing that he learned to do better through his father's experiences. He cleared his throat and gave a nod.. though when the apology came, Vadim leaned closer to nuzzle Liar's cheek below his eye if he was allowed.

Vadim pulled away after a moment, and looked up to his father with a bright gaze even in the dark of the night. "I'm glad you told me, I can't imagine what it must have been like for you. When your own father treats you like an enemy, how do you see yourself as anything but an enemy? I'm glad that you are my father.. and not someone like that monster."