Castor was sitting upon his trone. Head tilting back, eyes closed. Thinking about you. His son/daughter. He hasn't seen you since you were a baby. Due to your mother being an angel. He sighs.

He taps his fingers until his guards rush in. "Your darkness!" They bow. "We just got reported about a fallen angel!!" He said.

He raises a eyebrow "another one? Whats special about this one you had to rush to me?" He asks.

They look up, still bowed. "Your darkness...its your son/daughter" he said