"Yes," he said. "Uncle Rav is not dead, nor is he away in another land. He is in Velmere."
Aryen's heart leaped, and his brows rose in disbelief. All these years, he had believed his father was away in some distant land because of the letters he used to send, and when he was growing up and his play mate taunted him about being fatherless, Aryen had begun to think their father didn't want them. If it hadn't been for his mother's constant reminders that he would come back to them someday and that he hadn't abandoned them, Aryen would have long ago hated his father for neglecting them.
When Finn had told him that his father was alive and suffering from corruption, everything had started to make sense, but he had fought the urge to go and search for where they were keeping him. Finn had explained that when Angel returned, he would treat and cure their father, and that Aryen should pretend he didn't know about it.
