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"What difference does it make, Father?" Damon asked with furrowed brows, trying to make sense of what his father had just said.
"Basically, if he's truly dead, then we didn't kill him. The Forest of Twin Disasters did." Lord Terrace said, stressing the word "truly" as though he thought otherwise.
Listening to his father's explanation made Damon almost explode. 'You sent him there to die and now you're claiming you didn't kill him?'
Lord Terrace seemed to notice the anger seething beneath Damon's skin and quickly added. "He's my son and even if it's just a little, I regret doing what I did." Inwardly though, he thought. 'He would've ended up tumbling the family if left so I did it. Can't have you influenced by his words instead of mine.'
Even as he spoke, claiming to regret doing it, his face remained straight as if he'd read it off a script.