Lan never liked Marcus, he always the found the man to be so petty and with some sort of inferiority complex. Even his sister married another man, Lan would of found something about that man to hate. At times he wondered about not having Marcus killed, but his sister would obviously hate him. He loved her dearly, even if it made him suffer he rather see her happy. Lan may not have liked Marcus, but Marcus was still a loving father. They had their issues, but without Marcus he wouldn’t have his lovely nieces and nephews. Those were the only good things that came from Marcus. Lan honestly loved the brats, even if most of the love came from them being the flesh of their mother. He also loved to spoil them. He was always travelling and had little time to actually spend with them. Gifts were no excuse for the presence, but they were the best he could do.<br/><br/>Lan’s little nap didn’t last very long at all. He couldn’t, he was still too restless. Lan pushed himself up and off the bed. He went to the door of the guest bedroom and opened it. “Hey, kids. I have presents here for you all!” He shouted loudly from the doorway of the guest bedroom. He was already an uninvited guest and didn’t feel like wandering around searching for everyone, instead he would just call them to him if they wish to come. He had lots of goodies for them after all.<br/>