"What bastard child have I made." He turned and walked back to his throne room.  A black robe and his black sweat pants in hand as he dressed himself before reaching the chair.  He had never killed his children before but this maybe the first time he had too.  With that in mind he sat down on the throne and closed his eyes.  He sent out a powerful beckon to all the children in the village below.  Within moments they would be here.