Aurellius did not believe the news at first, his eyes scanned the missive in disbelief. It was all until his son, Aurus had confirmed it with him. The rage and anger he felt as he lost his son. It was not long ago he lost his daughter as well. He knew he had to do something to make sure his sons death was not in vain.
Nikitus was exploring the streets of the Empire before his mother had stopped him, explaining the death of his Uncle to him. His world went silent, his emotions left him and he felt numb. He promised himself that he would grow strong enough to protect his family, but at his age, and his size, he could not do anything in this case. He sought counsel, from a man he looked up to, in this time of strife. His mind was ready for revenge but what he was taught said otherwise.
Cathal found himself riding around aimlessly when he arrived at a local town. A missive would be posted upon the message board. He ripped the page from the wooden board that stood in the middle of the town and read it. He read the words on the page but felt as if he couldn't understand them. His Uncle, his friend, was dead, executed, betrayed by those he considered allies. The page would be crushed in his hands before he looked to the sky and closed his eyes in prayer, saying a silent promise to himself.