Daemonium

The King’s heart broke as his father looked at him and smiled. His own expression had become unreadable, weighing what he believed about his father against the reality before him. He reminded himself yet again that he had intended this fate for Rain and as Elias exposed his reasoning for killing the girl the first prickle of true shame began to ebb at his heart.

Reluctantly he turned his attention on his uncle. “Will you kill him then? Kill him for being a murderer?” He asked, his tone almost challenging. Acere’s accusation of his betrayal still roiled in him and as horrified as he was by his father’s actions, he just wanted Acere to be wrong. “He is my father. The only true father I’ve ever known, the father I knew I always belonged to.” He said, raising his head in a display of confidence as he spoke the absolute truth of his feelings toward Elias. “The demons knew I was destined for greatness, they brought him to my mother. For all I know they’re what chased Bass away in the first place." He took a step closer to his father then halted.

He returned his attention to Acere, unwisely turning his eyes away from Elias, sure that his father would never hurt him. “Do I look up to him? I looked up to him before I even knew he existed. the truth is, who would I be if I didn’t?”

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