How did the Emperor react when the primarchs were turned into children?
Great power had been used to be able to accomplish something of this magnitude. But why? What angle was being played here? What benefit was it to the ruinous powers?
He didn't dare find out. He stood on the deck of his ship, awaiting to meet up with the legions. He could not sit and await his young sons to arrive. It was too dangerous.
"Paaaaaaaaapaaaaaa!" Exclaimed a voice.
Sanguinius was the first to arrive. Downy wings flapped as he ran to his father.
He was planning on being stern. The parent he was going to be when he believed that they would be raised on Terra. He must have allowed some sort of weakness in because his resolve melted.
He dropped to one knee and held out his arms to catch the child. He pulled his son into a tight embrace.
He never got to experience this.
Next was Konrad, who shoved away his Night Lords and beelined to the emperor. Tears welled in his eyes. He caught him in the embrace as well.
Some of his sons never got to experience this.
"I am here!" Declared Horus as he ran in, giddy as ever to see him.
"Hi!" Greeted Magnus as he skipped in.
He had planned accordingly to have them all arrive at nearly the same time.
Each of them came straight towards him, joining in the hug. Excited to see him.
The last to arrive was Angron.
"Hi everyone!" Greeted a small boy with red curly hair, no nails in sight.
He happily ran to join in, rosy cheeks rounding with his smile.
The Emperor made himself larger as to easily hold them all.
"What are we going to do now?" Mortarion asked.
"We're headed home," answered their father.
