It's all right. Things as they once were will never be again, but it's all right.
All gods are tricksters, and war gods worst of any.
Tempus would be protected, better shielded from whatever the Stepson thought threatening, if love could heal and save.
Men may not believe you, my son. But you must always say the truth, when the truth holds no danger for you or your loved ones.
Don't blame yourself, or worry. Neither does a bit of good.
Tempus never left a problem for another to solve. Tempus never let the pain or difficulty of an undertaking persuade him not to pursue a resolution his heart thought was right. Tempus never gave up.