Thessalis Morelli
"She didn't do anything!" Finally, Mars snapped. He let go of the old man and stood before him and looked at him dead in the eye.
His teeth gritted and his fists balled to the sides when he shouted, "My mother is innocent! She is the kindest and sweetest woman who could never hurt a fly! How dare you insult her with your accusations!"
Both men's eyes met and locked. The duke had stopped trying to attack. His lips trembled and slowly followed by the rest of his body.
For a moment, he seemed to come to his senses and realized that the person standing before him was a man, not Elara, the woman who took his daughter's fiance and destroy their family.
This young man did look so much like her, though.
Who was he?
Was this... her son?
The old duke's mind concluded as much with whatever was left of his sanity.
"You are their son?" Duke Bellevar asked Mars with gritted teeth. "You are an adult now..."