Despite the important information Thersec was sharing with him, Lukas's mind was unable to register anything. All that was going through his head were thoughts of regret for not having stopped her when she decided to run away, or at least tried to bring her back to the family later.
Guilt, remorse, and regret clouded his mind as he clenched his fists so hard his hands bled. Then he remembered that his daughter didn't die, but was murdered by an undead and was most likely a slave in agony.
Guilt gave way to anger, which quickly turned to burning hatred. Lukas leapt to his feet in a rage, thinking of a thousand ways to bring an undead an agonizing death, but Thersec's voice stopped him.
"Sit down, child. There's nothing you can do and even if there was, there's no reason for you to get involved." Thersec commanded in an authoritative tone, his voice carrying a fraction of his aura and forcing Lukas to sit down again, even if against his will.
