Ancient Pasts - Tbate

The talk

Cathan Leywin Pov

After the royal family left, the effects of using my core to that degree stormed in.

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'Gah! My head!'

I pried open my eyes, curious as to where I was, but everything was blurry. As my vision slowly cleared, I carefully turned my head to the right and the left. It was my room.

"Kyu!" Azrael woke up almost immediately and began licking my face. 'You're awake! You're awake!' He chirped, his tail wagging fiercely.

"Mmm...? Oh, you're finally awake!" My mom had her head in her arms as she leaned on my bed.

"The doctor said that you probably fell unconscious from fatigue and that you'd wake up soon. However, I didn't think 'soon would be eight hours. " She ran her fingers gently through my hair, giving me a soft smile.

It was evident from her red eyes that she'd been crying for a while. A bitter taste filled my mouth in regret from making her worry again.

"What happened after I passed out?" I willed myself to sit up, placing the excited Azrael on my lap.

"We all left after you fell unconscious. No one was in the right state of mind. Your father is downstairs with the King's representative. They're in the living room discussing what happened." Her eyes quivered in worry.

I nodded in response and got out of bed. My body still felt heavy from using the first phase of Miras' Will, so I limped slowly downstairs with Mother after she checked in on Ellie, who was asleep in her room.

As we made our way downstairs, I could hear my father, along with an older man's hoarse voice.

Opening the door, I spotted my father and an older man. Sitting on the couches arguing, the older man who noticed me first stood up and bowed slightly. My father turned around and spotted me at the doorway. He quickly hurled himself over the couch and took me into a bear hug, his hands cupping the back of my head.

"Cathan! You're awake!"

"Yeah, Dad, I'm fine. What're you guys talking about?"

"This representative came by with a few gold coins as a 'token of apology' from the King. 'For the small incident,'" my father answered through clenched teeth.

"The royal family has also ordered me. To inform the Leywin family that both guards attacked Cathan Leywin, lost their nobility title," the representative added, his voice cracking.

"For almost killing my son, the King. He just slapped them on the wrist. And then waved them goodbye?" My father couldn't help but be livid from the frustration.

"Father, it's all right! Look, I wasn't hurt. Let's end this matter. " I squeezed my father's hand, giving him a reassuring look.

The King looked like the power-hungry type. I have no doubt he would use his children as a

bargaining chip to control more powerful mages. His wife was the only strong mage in his family.

The representative just looked at us matter-of-factly—as if it was a given that whatever the King had done was the right thing. Letting out a sigh, I took a seat. 'I'm too tired for this crap.'

Casting aside the issue, I asked about Sebastian. In case he'd said anything. "What happened to that Conjurer? The one who had his limbs broken?"

The representative just shook his head a little. "We don't know. Our experts hypothesized that it was due to the mana that the Knight attacked you with ricocheting and hitting his limbs."