I know we've had our differences, but my wi— ... she's the mother of your grandchildren! Lionel:
... How could I have grandchildren? I don't have a son.
Barty Crouch Jr.
: You can't let this happen! I'm your son! Bartemius Crouch Sr.
: You are no son of mine! I have no son!
"Of course, any time the family produced someone halfway decent they were disowned."
"Ancestors be damned!" the young prince exclaimed, slamming his fist onto the hard stone of the feasting table.
Though he had been flushed with drink before, the ancient ruler's face had been drained by his son's last outburst. To his ears, the words his offspring had spoken were the worst desecration imaginable - disrespect of the ancestors.
"Get out." The words were barely audible, even in the silent hall. "Leave this kingdom never to return. Your name shall be stricken from all records. You are no longer the son of King Kurdan of Karak Azar."
— The end of a short story introducing the dwarfs in Mordheim
"I then decided that if she was to continue down this path, she would do so without dragging our family name through the mud, and planned on disowning her. I had formally expelled students from my family's school in the past, and I took no pleasure in it, but recognized that there were times when cutting ties was best, particularly when the people in question had no intention of changing their actions. It was the same for Miho, even if she was my daughter. If she rejected everything our family stood for, there was no place for her in it."
"King Henry had no sons. He had three whiskered things but he disowned them. You're not mine. We're not connected. I deny you. None of you will get my crown. I leave you nothing and I wish you plague. May all your children breach and die."
"All my sons are bastards."
Sumire: Didn't you have a little sister?