Lucivar was fuming. The brief message Daemon had left him alerted him to the fact that his father was gone. It was the second family member that had gone missing without his knowledge and it enraged him to think they could disappear under his nose. He had to speak to Daemon, hoping the Bastard's words would assist him in leashing the rage that had once again bubbled to the surface. If not, Lucivar prayed he had enough sense not to deck one of the smiling nurses in the face.

Locating Daemon in the busy cafeteria had been easy. Lucivar stalked over, his fists clenched in anger when he saw that Daemon was not alone. "Rainier?" he said, a bit confused. The Warlord hadn't been in the hospital the night before which meant that he must have arrived this morning. Still, what was he doing here?