And the Cat's in the Cradle

Rhyme almost expected Valentine to say that he didn’t hold any regrets in his life, but the answer he got was much better. The old Imperialis wasn’t perfect and he easily admitted to that fact, but he accepted it and moved on. Going as far as to say they were what made him him. Rhyme felt even more thankful for his father’s wise words. Rhyme grew quiet for a few moments as he lowered himself to the ground. His bright eyes up at the sky as he formed the questions in his mind. Thinking about all that was lost drew him to not often visited places.

"Why have you never mentioned your mother and father?" He asked a bit timidly. Surely if they were worth mentioning they would have been, however Rhyme was severely lacking in his knowledge of his father’s family history. He could recite the names of every Destruction that led to him, but he knew nothing of the lines leading to Valentine. "Obviously you don’t have to answer, but I am curious." Were they part of Valentine’s regrets?