God of War || Hex: #b32626
He folded the parchment he had also been writing on and left it on the golden table before heading out to find his daughter. No doubt they had seized her and kept her locked in some cage that would not stand with Ares. She was a woman... not an animal.
He took the steps down to where they would keep their prisoners. His daughter paced back and forth inside of the cage that made Ares's stomach churn, but he understood why Athena had ordered his daughter to be taken away. Not only for her own safety, but for the safety of those she cared about since her rage could have gone too far, and then, she would have regretted stepping over the line like Ares had done many of times before Zeus had helped him. It was their curse, but it could be contained.
Ares stepped closer to his daughter and unlocked the cage so she no longer felt trapped. There was no way he would let her storm out of here. She wasn't leaving until she found peace with herself again. "Tell me what happened..." he said to her with a deep, yet gentle tone. He wasn't about to scold her if it wasn't her fault. Someone was definitely behind it since Trinity was not the type of person to lash out for nothing.
She impressed him time and time again at the Camp. At her age, Ares was quick to temper, aggressive, and had an unquenchable thirst for conflict, but the day he became a father... all of his past had gone. He became better and stronger. He didn't want to be the man that his children would hate, he wanted to the man that they could look up to and turn to for advice when they needed it. He wanted to be there as often as he could as they grew up, but time was limited, and mortality breathed down his neck.