"Yes, but it's fate, my hands are obviously tied. If I were to go after him then my brothers in the inner circles would take this chance, to gain more rights in the inner circles. My only choice is to stay to keep a balance. Bruce, I know you are upset, but don't forget your duty and the oath you made."
He said, and left the room.
Bruce's hands were shaking and his mind was in turmoil, it took him an entire hour before he managed to calm himself.
'Fuck, fuck, FUCK!'
Countless curses sounded in his mind as he controlled himself, from cursing at the inner circle.
'Fate, my ass. What's the point of saying he's your son when you can do nothing but follow behind the inner circle?'
