Dion was lying on the floor with his body covered in wounds and blood flowing. He couldn't move his body or fight back. His twin brother could only watch as he clenched his fists.
He desperately wanted to take Dion away from there, but if he did, Ferid would also be angry with him and that could only make things worse.
'I'm sorry, Dion,' Theodore said silently.
Ferid continued to hurl harsh words at his eldest son, saying as if Dion was nothing without him. Dion was just a weak boy who was far different from Theodore.
He hated Dion so much because the man was so similar to his mother, Miranda. Ferid never loved Miranda at all, but they had to get married because the previous Emperor forced their marriage together.
"You're useless son!" Ferid raised his sword and intended to cut Dion's body again.
The man could only close his eyes, preparing to receive the pain he always got from his father.
