At first glance , he seemed like an angel , his abode calming and serene yet they would never know of the resentment that grows here , the anger that has destroyed families, the blood shed and the lives lost yet at first glance what you see is " Home is where the heart is" Quite ironic considering we both have none .
I walked into the chamber of the Night himself and somehow I felt calm. I would normally feel resentful and angered but this time it was different and as much as I was impressed by the serenity here , now was not the time to mention it.
I took a seat , awaiting my Father's presence.
....... ......
" Lothaire Atkinson , calmly attractive as ever, cold presence yet calming aura . It took me Esme to see you and why do my energy informs me of a drift between you and your sister?
I stood to acknowledge my father and in all honesty, it's quite refreshing to see him still alive .
" Hale and hearty you are Father"
" Is that supposed to be ironic? Father retorted.
If it wasn't for the distance and constant drifting between Father and I , he was always good company.
" You sent for me ?
" Reports haven't been sent though I must say you are not slacking in your duties"
"Yes Father... is that all ?
He hesitated for a while , cleared his throat before sitting and I stood before him like a duitiful son awaiting his criticism but thus time it never came rather something different.
" Do you mind hunting with me , it's been a while"
I was taken aback. " Hunting? Is that why you called for me?
" Quite a beautiful nighttime isn't it Pumpkin ?
" Don't ! Do not call me that !
" Pumpkin?
I stared blazing at my father who stood unshaken as usual " After hunting then what ? You disappear as usual and I take up responsibility. Don't start what you can't maintain"
I looked at my son and I knew I had failed Muna . I had drifted and I do not know how best to fix it.
" What I do , I do for you Lotham"
" And Mom?"
" We never forget mom"
" When are you leaving?
" Each day is numbered Lothaire but my life , I owe to you and Esmeralda. Hunt with me"
I stared at my Father and I broke silently. His eyes were tired and yet that smile ? That cheeky smile never left and it hurts to know one day he would be gone...... forever.
I saw the emotions he tried to hide and the tears he fought to return.
" Excuse me Father, I must leave"
I wanted to hold my son again but how do I come back when I never said goodbye?
" Help me Muna , help me"….