What basically happened was… his son wasn't dead. He was saved by another person, but that came with a price, he had to give up his freedom. It was a small contract that changed the future of an entire race.
Arice's son was alive, and it was only later in his life, he found out about it. For the first time, he heard about it, he didn't believe it, but when he heard that again, from a more reliable source, he decided to check it out.
It took him about half a year to finally meet the person who held the life of his son. Arice was angry, yet grateful.
Grateful because it was this person who helped out his son, saved him from death and provided Arice with a hope that all is not lost. Angry because his son's life was in someone else's hands.
When meeting that person, Arice wasn't there as a warrior or as a Lyrica but as a father who wanted to save his son. He wasn't here to kill someone but to bargain for his son's life.
