where ever you are
Amalia wouldn't be happy with Bacchus, Vereux, a part of him still loved all of them. He wanted to cry, but, crying didn't solve anything. Tears would never fall from his face again, he didn't care what happened to himself as long as those he cared about sought happiness. It must have been disturbing to see him like this. What was hard for him though, how do you explain to a child that you were in a dark place? That you couldn't leave even if you wanted. His wounds were proof enough, and starvation, but Bacchus was so young all of them were. Twice.......the first he was kidnapped the second he was told he didn't belong with them. Vereux shut his eye for a moment then looked at him, his child, his son. “You are all wonderful, it is me who is not enough.” they would grow up without him. He didn't want to cause anymore pain. “This is not for a child's ears, but Bacchus. I, was held against my will with Arian your other mothers sister. A place where our captors caused us a lot of pain, I tried very hard to come back to you.” he wheezed lowering his body. “I came back hoping I could make amends for not being strong enough for all of you, for not being able to fight back to come back. Amalia told me the pain I caused all of you, how much you all cried and I never came. So.....at the borders she told me I would not see you ever again. I....don't want to hurt you or your mother. I love Athena very much but she has amalia and amalia hates me. I'm so sorry Bacchus.” Vereux looked at him painfully, very painfully.
“I may not be able to see you after this, so take it from me. Get strong, so that you don't hurt the people around you like I have.” he stood there looking at Bacchus. He wondered if the boy would even listen to him, after all he wouldn't. Vereux sighed, “The woman I brought to the borders name is Arian, she is your aunt by marriage she's in Ludicael now, so please treat her delicately. She took the situation much worse than I did.” his tail flickered before he had to lay himself on his stomach. Resting frequently was a thing he had to do otherwise he would keel over and die.
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