Roselia didn't know what else to say at this point. She loved her dad deeply—he was her hero—but she had hurt him. Bad.
He sat on the swing with a cocktail of emotions she couldn't fully identify swirling around under the surface. He didn't yell. He didn't punish her for what she had done. He was simply miserable having his greatest pain dredged up again.
She couldn't really blame him for what he did. The prequel went into his motivations on a much deeper level than the first book had. She knew exactly why he did all of those things.
Rukelion Blaze was a man who loved deeply. His love for his family and his country had been what led him to hurt those involved in their slaughter. His love for his wife made him give all of that up and travel to another world where he had to start over from scratch. His love for his children made him choose gentleness instead of destruction.
