Anger flashes in his eyes and his fists tighten at his side.
When he opens his mouth to speak again, he is quickly cut off by the door to the room practically slamming open. I'm startled at first until I see a very pissed-off Kael wheel into the room. How the hell did he know his father was here?
"Father, what the hell do you think you are doing here," he asks, anger clear in his tone.
"Watch how you speak to me Kael. I am still your father, and," his voice trails off.
I'm not sure what else he was going to say, but I swear a silent conversation passes between them. The air in the room is thick with tension and I wonder if I should step out so they can actually speak freely.
I'm just about to step around Kael when a strong hand grasps mine.
"Do not leave. I want you to hear me
