We've never really spoken but
A sly smile would arise on his face at her comment. Indeed they hadn't really known each other, but the presence of another family member was a feeling he couldn't deny. Lysis didn't know he had been taken as a slave, that he and Athena were no longer together let alone their relationship rocky however much it was moving up at a slow rate. Though it was true, Armada's were hated, it made him tempted every-day at a chance to change his last name. Then nobody would ever know he had been a son to the dreaded ice king he had grown to dislike in his own head. His expression would change at the mentioning of Kyarst. Yes, it was hard to forget the incestual boys face at the meeting. The one that had heated up so quickly when Vereux and Athena had been crowned king and queen of Glaciem. When he heard about some of his nieces and nephews though a frown happened to cross upon his face. Youth did blind the mind on occasions, he felt bad that they no longer had their parents. At least his own children had two parents even if they were of the same gender love was blind on most occasions. Now Vereux was believing incest caused nothing but trouble, for both parents and children it was something that just should be forewarned not to do. "That's horrible to think that they are losing their path.... but all we can hope for is that they realize the mistake they are making." He shook his head, perhaps pouring out a bit of his own sadness of his losses. The Armada family name was a curse, all of them had to deal with the destruction of their fathers legacy.
"I've taken up residence in Yfir now that I've been alone for so long. Katja is the alphess there, it used to be Ebony before Kassander handed it over. My children and Athena are in Fiori, but I know not much about their lives." Perhaps it was bit of a personal talk right there but there was always a fine line. Vereux had enough on his head, but now he was focused on Lysis again and hoping that she was alright. He had a bad habit of that now, he cared over strangers if it clicked enough in him. Though he could just as easily snap, his mind had trouble wrapping around certain situations at hand.
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