Because the day your mother died was the day I lost any chance of happiness, and you're the bastard who shouldn't have existed in the first place. Your father tempted her with ideals of a new world and it was that journey that killed her. Oh I assure you, I have no intentions of laying a finger on her. But if I did, please do tell me. How would you even begin to destroy me? You may be some half breed abomination, but do you really think you could hurt me? I could have her head on a platter in front of you, and there's nothing you could do about it.Â