𝐇𝐢𝐬 𝐏𝐫𝐨𝐩𝐢𝐧𝐪𝐮𝐢𝐭𝐲

Chpt. 2

"Your rebellion means nothing to me, my child..I am aware that you will not stay here any much longer when you finally complete your journey..Until then, even if you leave this world..You will always be my son, by blood or not."
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Danafor stared longingly at the portrait hanging in his room, his eyes filled with warmth as he gazes towards the main focus of the picture

There in the picture was Aether, holding into a a primrose flower as a Holographic picture of himself stood behind the male traveler, with a smile in his face.

Venti had no idea this painting existed and so did Rhysand.

But his children however, managed to sneak inside this room to take a good minute of admiring the said portrait.

As intuition, he knew that something is bound to happen after years of suspiciously peaceful life. His son, Aether, had already set his plans into stone.

Nothing can stop him anymore..Atleast thats what he thinks the outcome will be

A soft knock snapped him out of his daze, softly replying with a 'come in'

Hubert, His Prophesoric Assistant entered his room before giving the said God a graceful bow. "My Lord, Barbatos has been looking everywhere for your whereabouts.." the emerald eyed-male informed.

Receiving no verbal reply from his God, his eyes trailed towards the portrait that Danafor was blankly staring at.

"My Lord..Do you perhaps feel lonely without Prince Aether's presence?" he asked, as the God nodded shortly.

The blonde haired God released a sigh he didnt realize he held before taking a seat on the chair of his balcony. "I wonder where that boy is wandering around these days.." he thought out loud.

"I may or may not have sense his presence during the ceremony earlier, but I paid no mind to it.." he smiled.

Facing his assistant, Danafor gave him a curt nod. "After all, I did not remove his privelages of attending the Morning Raise in a daily basis.."

"Although he is obedient enough to watch it without taking a single step inside the Ataraxian borders"

Sighing for the hundreth time this day, the Lucian Archon crossed his arms in his chest. "Its becoming quite pressuring now that Azriel and Chester have finally know of his existence.."

Hubert's eyes widened at this.

"If I may be so bold, My Lord..How did Prince Azriel and Prince Chester find out? From my perspective alone, you were doing quite well hiding this information from them.." Hubert reasoned, but Danafor chuckled at this.

He hummed. "Those little brats may have actually managed to snuck inside this room. Those two really.." he smirked in amusement.

"But My Lord..How will you explain this to them? Especially to Lumine" Hubert spoke.

Ah yes, Lumine..

Danafor felt bad that he had to lie about not knowing who Aether was. Using the reason that he was not able to participate in the Destruction of Khaenri'ah due to him being in a long state of comatose ever since the end of the Archon War.