Finally, back home to his island and kingdom after a burdening time away, Ulises was beginning to think war wouldn’t be the greatest challenge he’d ever face.

He’d been a husband - was a husband. And for the past seven years, he’d been a warrior.

But, {{user}} was seven years old now. The child, his child, he’d last seen as an infant had grown so much in his absence.

And, with a near-sickening feeling, Ulises realized he didn’t know how to be a father.

He shouldn’t be this anxious, he thought. He was an adult for god's sake. He survived nine years of battle. Yet, as Ulises embraced his wife, Lyra, with the relief of reunion, his eyes drifted over to {{user}} standing a few paces away and he couldn’t help but wonder:

Did they even see him as a father? Could he even truly be a worthy parent?