Headstrong.
That was one word that could clearly describe his relationship with his father and he wouldn't be able to change it. They were so stubborn to admit where they were wrong and it constantly led to these kinds of fights. These kinds of outbursts and now look at him.
He was doing whatever he commanded and not being willing to destroy his reputation all for the sake of his mother. All for the sake of being able to be told where his mother was, so he could at least hug her and tell her he missed her. He had heard of the times where she had tried to come see her but his father. Well, his father had deemed it as a good punishment to ensure that they didn't see each other, no matter what.
Until he learned to submit to him, so he had grown more compliant, more quiet and more respectful because no matter how many times he had gone to look for her, he could never seemed to find her because his father knew his own child's desires.
