My father was tall like a mountain. He had armor ten times stronger than my weapons that can break golden talisman. His hair was white like mine. He had the symbol of Gogmen city on his armor. He always looked so angry. I come down to my knees. I move my arms forward.
"Rise my son." He said.
Son. He called me son. He hasn't called me that in a long time. I rose. I face him. He grabs my neck and raises my chin.
"I'm impressed you managed to conquer the Tecas." He said.
He turns to Maya and the three. He approaches them. He grabs Maya's neck. I never would have done that.
"So, you're the cursed child. Heh. I have one to." He said.
Of course, he insults me. I knew he would. He always does. I let out a sigh.
"Father put her down." I say.
He glares at me.
"My lord." I bow.
I regret speaking up to him. I always have. He turns to me.
"I would hold your tongue if I were you." He said.
He walked into the palace. Guards followed him. Not wolves' men. Men with armor and stronger weapons. He's here after three years, and I personally hoped that he would change. That he would see me as a successor not a failure.