Vion listened to his father believing in everything he had to say. He had no reason believe otherwise since he was always so good to him. The explanation sounded fine to him. His father was... Aggressive to say the least. So hopefully he wasn't too bad to the girl. At least the healers went to go check on her so she would be okay. The boy was going to question him some more until he had realized the pair had made it to the dining hall at last. The boy looked to the food that had been prepared. His eyes grew as his mouth opened a bit only to tease with his tongue as if it were going to stick out. A small rumble chimed from the boy's stomach. He was hungry. Vion barely even realized Razor had let go of his hand as he ran off.
The boy took his seat next to the Lord and already had food piling up on his plate. A huge grin was slapped on his face. He loved food so much. The boy ate happily not waiting for Razor to join. It was a perk of being his beloved boy.
The boy took his seat next to the Lord and already had food piling up on his plate. A huge grin was slapped on his face. He loved food so much. The boy ate happily not waiting for Razor to join. It was a perk of being his beloved boy.
