Selena Lorhen had already left the room, uninterested in her forlorn son or his current situation. She knew at a glance he still had no magical capacity, and couldn't care less if he had become a king.
Without magic, to her, he was less than nothing.
His father, on the other hand, seemed to be holding in something. He looked at Rodney, his mouth opening a few times, but words never coming out.
Rodney was eventually the one to speak first.
"Father. It has been a long time. I would like to say I missed you, but I doubt the feeling would be mutual."
For a moment, sadness flashed in the older man's eyes before he became awkward again.
"Son. I… I never wanted for this. But I see that you have become a great man on your own. It brings me pr—"
"Stop," Rodney interrupted him.
