I remained lying on the grass where Ursis left me, to go tell Roland where I was. I honestly didn't care that he was sorry. Roland had me tested in front of every bird in that meeting. I told the truth and that was it. I hated liars. "Mother." I turned and looked at Roland, waiting for him to speak again. "Mother, please forgive me for the horrid way I spoke to you. You did not deserve it. I am in the wrong here, I am sorry." He lowered his head to me, his beak nearly touching the grass he stood on.
"I accept your apology, but remember what I said. Respect is earned, not given. I respected my own Mother and, in turn, she respected me. I didn't have a chance to respect my Father. He died when I was young. In fact, he died protecting me. You are and always will be, my son, and for that reas
