"Why did you run away? You look like you're about to freeze to death. Foolish boy. As expected of a bastard. You let your emotions rule you. Your whore mother is dead. Move past it. You're currently heir. You should be better. You'll be whipped for punishment as usual. Tomorrow you'll begin your lessons. I expect you to heal properly" He waved his hand, gesturing me to leave, my further precence unwanted. My little fists scrunched hard into my palms. I want to bite this bastard to death. Memories of all the times the previous Yukimura had been whipped ran through my head. What a cold man. I need to bide my time. Let him teach me to swing the sword, I thought, and I'll take his head with it before I leave.