Theodore let out a huge sigh as he stood in front of his father's study. The guard inquired whether they should announce his arrival but he shook them off quietly. Taking in a few deep breaths, Theodore tried to calm his thundering heartbeats to no avail. He couldn't remember the last time he ever talked to his father; not the kind of meaningless bicker or arguments where they both ended up shouting at each other, but a real heart-to-heart talk between father and son. Their relationship over the years had been so estranged that Theodore had to muster a lot of willpower and courage just to drag his feet here.
However, he only needed to think of Raphael for determination to blaze all over his chest again, enough to make his blood boil.