Vion had been happy seeing his father once more and welcomed his warm embrace with joy. He knew how much his father had despised the angels and it showed even in his few sentence description. Despite this, Vion knew nothing of angels. He only knew from reading the books dad provided and the stories from either dad or a servant if they were brave enough to mention them to the young prince in fear of his father's wrath. They all seemed so nice in text, but he had yet to meet one to experience the hatred or need to save them his father had. It always puzzled him, but he knew better than to question it.
The young boy looked back down at his book and then at his father. Dad had been close to his age when his mom left.. He never mentioned his father. It was almost like him, except the genders switched. It was eerily similar to his father and him... "Dad..." He piped up quietly. "..You won't leave me, right?"
The young boy looked back down at his book and then at his father. Dad had been close to his age when his mom left.. He never mentioned his father. It was almost like him, except the genders switched. It was eerily similar to his father and him... "Dad..." He piped up quietly. "..You won't leave me, right?"
