He questioned with disbelief in his eyes, and Logan, who was still on the floor, grunted in heavy pain.
He struggled up to his knees with the aid of his hands and looked at Lucius, who was gazing at him with amusement on his face.
"F-father." He stuttered and covered his mouth almost immediately the moment he felt something rush to his throat.
He ended up spurting out a mouthful of fresh blood, but even so, Lucius, who stood staring at him, did not move an inch.
"Am sorry…" Logan whispered to him and struggled to his feet. "I will... I will never defy you again." He shook his head.
A grin crept up on Lucius' face, and he walked up to him.
He leaned down and grabbed him by the chin, raising his head to have him look at him.
"My dear son, it is not a request but an order. I am your king, and even though you are my son, don't look at me as a father, but as a king, do you understand?" He asked.
