Oh father dearest, did he not think they knew he was there? Did he think that he needed to call for them? No... No surely no. The devil’s children were always going to come back to him. To be close when he thought they were far. Forsaken would be the first to arrive of the brood. His mother, once more getting plump with the devil spawn, sat near his blood stained father. The young man would sit, raising a brow as he eyed her. But then his gaze would slide to the man in charge, and a smirk would play on his lips. “My my, what a surprise to see you two here.” He’d rumble, waiting to see what his father would say.