Under The Setting SunAreo Hotah stood still like a statue while Doran read the letter.
The prince let it fall when he finished it and stared in the distance, at the setting sun beyond the pools. He didn't cry but suddenly he looked years older.
"You may read it" he said after a long silence. Areo picked it up and skimmed through it in horror.
Gods, why are you doing this all to him? First his daughter and now his son. Not to mention how he lost his siblings before.
"My lord " he didn't know what to say. What can one say to a father after such news?
"I thought that careful planning would pay off at the end" Doran said. His voice was calm but he sounded defeated. "And now fate laughs at me."
Areo wanted to cry, not just for the prince's lost children but for him. How could he bear it all like this? How could he not rage and curse the heavens?
They remained there, without a word, until the sun disappeared and darkness fell upon them.
"I think it's time to retire for the night" Doran said.