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Sons
To say that Melyk was without offspring would be untrue. He was unwilling to mate with such an immediate relative as a sister but he was not unwilling to mate. Melyk had two sons: Maneptah and Baenre.
Maneptah was fifteen years old while Baenre was seven years old. They had as much of their father in their appearance as two sons could but they were as different from the Labinnac way as possible.
When Melyk had awoken and ventured forth from his sanctuary, he did find Maneptah waiting for him. Upon seeing Maneptha, Melyk did straighten up to his full height and stare at his son.
"Greetings, father." Said Maneptah.
"What do you want?" asked Melyk.
"Only to greet you." Replied Maneptah.
"You are a liar." Commented Melyk. "You are plotting to kill me. You are a member of the High Warlord's family, I am the High Warlord you are my son! You want the throne already!"
"I do not!" said Maneptah truthfully. "I do not think there could be a better High Warlord than you, why should I plot your death?"
"It is the way of our family!" exclaimed Melyk.
"But why?" asked Maneptah.
Melyk did not know the answer. It had always been that way. He merely stood looking at Maneptah before speaking. "Where is Baenre? Where is your brother?"
"Playing with other children." Stated Maneptah.
"Why?" asked Melyk.
"Children play, not all children brood like you did as I am told you did." Replied Maneptah.
"Would that they did." Muttered Melyk. "Then I would know then well."
