His entire mind froze when he heard the news. What could it possibly mean? There's no way that his father was killed... He knew that villains escaped from Tartarus by murdering guards and staff, but for one of them to have happened to be his father?

Without a word, he had retreated to his room. He didn't even know how to respond, the logical part of him wanted to get over it, to say that he died an honorable death. But the real part of them, the part that remembers every memory he shared with that man, every milestone, every smile and embrace... wanted to cry.