Papaoutai
Jace never knew his father. His father died before he was old enough to remember his face. He knew he was an amazing warrior and that he had his fathers looks but that was all he knew.
He wondered if his father saw him struggle with his young life with Valentine. He used to worship the ground beneath his feat, as if he were his own personal god. He wanted to be just like him, Strong, Ruthless, influencial to all those who knew him, and great. A legend among their kind. That was until he learned that Valentine was keeping a secret from him.
That he had a sister, who he had fallen in love with. That he had tried to kill.
He had tried to kill HIM.
The very son that he had taught and supposedly loved. Jace wondered if his dead father could feel his pain as he learned the only man he knew as his father kept the secret that he had a sister, a sister he loved more then life itself.
He felt sick knowing that his Step father had lied to him.
Before he died though, he luckily found out that they weren't related and he could love her again. But life had many troubles afterwards. Mainly one called Sebastian Verlac. The one who wanted to wedge a wall between him and his beloved. The one who tried to get his own flesh and blood to become his bride.
Jace sighed and rested his head on the wall beside him. he needed his father. Where was he?
9this is a small drable I did to pass tiem by hope you liek it.
Inspired by Stromae Papaoutai)
