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The Aquila’s face remained in stasis, unmoved by the boy’s sudden decision to reject his father completely. Bastard son of a traitor or not, there was no true way to change whom gave him his blood, his name. Behind him, he heard Ezekiel’s body shift, but the boy made no move. Instead, his son’s eyes had gone flat—as if he had suddenly vanished and left his body behind. Gabriel inhaled, heard the noise of those three peculiar charms hit one another, and then spoke. “That will be your issue to deal with, not mine. Your sister is all ready here; she took up residency in the mansion in the south-east. Welcome to Inferni,” he added, the slightest twinge of some dark amusement in his voice. Of course, his brother should send his children here. |