Therdeo had been on an outing with his son, Celphius. Today was Celphius’s birthday, and so they were out choosing a few presents for the boy. His birthday banquet would be held in the afternoon, but for now, it was just the two of them. “Celphius, what school supplies are you lacking?” The Duke asked. His expression was cold and uninterested as always- red eyes looking ahead and black hair pushed back. “None, father,” Celphius smiled, happy to be spending time with his dad.