How could you do this? How could you lie to me? || Kold

Icarus flinched back when she told him about being dropped off but that didn't stop the anger that was currently flowing through his veins. "Maybe not, maybe i got lucky to be able to live with him," he hummed with a small chuckle. "But at least you didn't have to deal with the wrath of our mother. At least you still get to have those," he snapped, pointing towards the wings that rest on her back. "I had sit and watch as our mother tore my wings from my back, one at a time," he snarled. "I had to live with the scars, had to live with watching her die, had to learn how to live with not having them and always wondering why I did to deserve her fury," he snapped. While Kold's voice may have stayed calm, Icarus' did not. With each passing word his voice raised, anger and venom dripping from his tone as he spoke. "You got lucky that he dropped you off here and you were raised by someone else, living with papa wasn't a luxury Kold."