Another chapter for my lovelies. Managed to get one in fairly quick this time. Hope you enjoy. Here is a twist! This chapter is in Roderich's POV.

In life the things that give me joy are far and few between. Music is the thing I love most. It is the very thing I breathe. The thing in which I live for. I enjoy the arts in general immensely. I wish to cultivate those who have talent. To show them how important art is. To shape them into cultured and well-mannered individuals who could excel anywhere in the world.

This is one of the reason I loathe the eldest child that I was given. He did not have a single talent for which he was good for. Kind words rarely left that foul mouth of his. Everywhere he went you could find a mess. He was a problem child through and through. It was no wonder that no one had wanted to adopt him.

But his brother was a prodigy. He could paint. He could sing. The small child even took to playing the piano fairly well. Feliciano was well-mannered and never rude. He always cleaned up after himself. Offering to help clean messes that were not even his own. He was the perfect child. But to get the perfect child I also had to receive his brother.

Now, that brother was missing. I could not let the boy disappear. His brother would be devastated. And even if depression could sometimes lead to some of the most beautiful pieces of art, I did not want to watch Feliciano suffer. I only had one choice really. I had to get help to search for him. The police were the first to be called and they left immediately to find Romano and his pesky little friend. Whose father I called right after the police.

"Hallo?" a gruff voice answered on the other line.

"Yes, hello. It's me, Roderich. Your son came over a short while ago to report to me that he was going to go out looking for Romano. I believe that my son has tried to run away. But it is dangerous to be out in the woods in this weather. Especially this time at night. So, I have called the police. I just thought you should know since your son is involved in the matter."

A sigh was heard from Adalwin. "That boy never thinks before he does anything. You would think he would learn a thing or two from Ludwig. Thank you for calling. Please let me know if the police find them."

"I will." No goodbyes or have a nice nights were exchanged. The call simply ended there. And then I simply waited. It would do no good if I were to get lost in the woods as well. I had to stay here in case the police and the rescue team found them.

I waited for what felt like hours. But never once did I bother to check the time. Time was an illusion in that moment. I sat across my piano and put my slender fingers onto the keys. Music flowing out of my soul and into the instrument.

I could feel the music within me. And I could hear the anger and fear in the music. Anger towards Romano for having run off. For him being in my life in the first place. Fear that he may not be found. Though I honestly didn't care about his well-being, I certainly cared for Feliciano's. What if he never wanted to paint again? What if he found music to be too depressing to listen to? That would truly be a horrifying and terrible thing. Such a loss of talent to the world.

When the bell finally was rung I dropped what I was doing completely. I rushed to the door and threw it open. I was greeted by one singular police officer. The boys were nowhere to be seen. I felt my body stiffen. My mind already beginning to assume the worst.

"Hello, Mr. Edelstein. I have been sent here to inform you that your son and Mr. Beilschmidtt's son have been found. They were found passed out in the woods and have been taken to the hospital. It is unknown what their current state is. An officer has been sent to Mr. Beilschmidtt's home as well," the officer informed me. I sighed with a small amount of relief. But I could not be completely relieved yet. It was still unknown if the children were okay or not.

Thanking the officer I grabbed my coat and gloves and threw on my boots. Getting into my car I headed to the hospital. It did not take very long to get there. When I arrived I was immediately escorted to the waiting room where I would wait for the results on my son's condition. Adalwin was already there waiting. He greeted me with a small nod. No words were exchanged between the two of us. We simply sat there in silence as we waited a very long time. Such a long time that both of us had managed to fall asleep.

Hours upon hours later we were woken up by the doctor. He told us there was nothing wrong with Gilbert. He had some minor frostbite, but they were able to handle that situation. Romano, however, was in a coma. They were unsure when he would wake up. He had hit his head on a rock when he passed out due to the cold. The doctors didn't know what kind of brain damage there could be.

Adalwin seemed to be very relieved that his child was okay. But me? I was angry. Why was Romano in a coma? Could that child do nothing right? I didn't want Feliciano to have to worry about his brother. But as soon as the news would reach him he would heartbroken, lost and confused.

I tried not to let my anger show. The doctors could not see the side of me that hated my child. So, I let false concern fill my eyes. "Doctor, please do everything you can to fix him. I will pay for whatever services need to be done. Please help my son." The words felt disgusting on my tongue. But the doctor nodded and agreed to do all he could.

When I got home I went straight to bed. Wondering what lies I could feed to Feliciano to keep him happy. What could I say to keep him alive to the arts?

And that is all folks! For now. Read, review (or don't), love! (or hate). Hope you enjoyed. P.S I am making myself hate Roderich so much lol