Anatoliy was a bit meloncholy, feeling the absence of his family beyond keenly on this cold late winter day; it just reminded him so strongly of home that he could not but help to be drawn to the old house where he had stayed with his sister and his father. Before Liliya ran away, her emotions in tatters because of her confused feelings for that man .. that, whoever he was. His father ran off with his first love, the love he had forsaken for a while to try to raise his accidental children. But then, grown as they were, he saw fit to flee back home to Russia with that woman, a step-mother Anatoliy would not know, and refused to know. To be fair, he did not know what kind of things had happened between his father and his many many flames. His father was a candelabra, with many burning candles. But it seemed all but one had been extinguished.
It seemed that so many of Rurik's spawn had found their way to each other and away again. It was ridiculous at times to see them. Anatoliy still could not happily think of the half-siblings he had, though his elder ones, the true Russian, ones, he still cared about, though he knew them poorly. But he could not take any more unexpected family. It was tiresome. But that was why he headed to the old home, to see if the notes from his sister and father still remained tucked in a cupboard.
He did not even open the door, but found a stranger on a horse. A stranger he knew by face and name only. Mars. This was one of his half-brothers. And the Russo found he could not be bothered to care. It was one thing to be loved by your father, but another to be loved by your father and know he had maybe a dozen children with different women. It was not a comforting image. "Vhat are you doing here?" he called in English, not bothering with Russian for this man, who may not know the tongue of his father. "Vhy are you trespassing?" Mars left the kingdom, so he was no longer given free range of this place.
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