Marked: Part 2; The Wronged

Chapter 92

The man turned and looked at Amilia.

"Woah, chill. There's no need to take this out on her."

"You are lucky I am even talking to you."

"Why are you here?"

"Why am I here?" The man laughed. "Why the heck do you think I'm here, Yrmnddr?"

"What, did father finally kick the bucket?"

"No, he has not."

"Then why are you here?"

"Oh, let me think, you left the empire, why do you think I am here?"

"Oh, so you're here to kill me."

"That's what father suspects, yes."

"Suspects?"

"Why don't you come back and apologize, then we can be a family again, you could ascend the throne."

"I'd rather not."

"And why not?"

Oglm laughed. "I don't like all the killing and smuggling and stuff like that."

"Ugh," The man sighed, "You can't get over that?"

"No Ceffnzknb, I can't. It's awful to see someone die, let alone by your own hands."

"You always were such a cry baby."

"So, you're going to kill me?"

"I suppose I have to if you won't listen to reason."

"Well," Oglm rubbed his hands together and then up and down his robe.

"What is going on!?" Amilia said, looking at them.

"Oh how rude of me." Amilia said, walking over to Amilia. "This is my younger brother, Ceffnzknb. Ceffnzknb, this is Amilia."

"Now why did you go ahead and do that, you want me to kill your girl too?"

Oglm laughed. "While I appreciate the flattery, she is my daughter."

"You have an heir?"

"Technically no, I adopted her, but, it still stands that I am her father."

"Oglm, what is going on?" She whispered. Oglm grabbed her hand and held it tight.

"Don't worry I'll keep you safe." He whispered. The man came at Oglm with a knife and then Oglm put his hand up. "I enact constraint code eighty nine." The man stopped and looked at him.

"You little-"

"You can't touch me." Oglm paused, "Or her." The man put his hand down and turned around.

"Well see what father says, but don't expect much mercy from him. I'll most likely be back." The man left after that and nothing was broken or out of place.

"Oglm, who was he?"

"I told you, he's my brother." Oglm walked into the kitchen, Amilia following behind him. "I don't like to talk about my past, you know that. Where I came from or my family. I left them long behind many, many years ago." The room fell silent and Amilia just looked at him. "Anyway, how was your night? Your back kind of early."

"Oh, uh, it was good."

"I take it you just need a towel. You're soaking wet! My gosh, you must be cold." Oglm ran up the stairs and came back down seconds later with a towel. He wrapped it around her. "How's that?"

"Fine, I guess."

"Don't worry, he talks a big game, but it doesn't mean much. And he won't bother you, he can't, it's illegal to hurt the chosen one."

"I'm not just a shield for you, am I?"

"What? No, of course not. Amilia, I really do love you." He stroked her cheek. "I rebuilt my life, reinvented myself after my father disowned me. I've been living this life for many, many years. I've nearly forgotten about my other life, I promise you that. I'm focused on you and how you're feeling, I want you to be happy, to pursue your dreams, ok?"

"Ok."

"Now go on upstairs and take off your armor. I'll take care of it so it's good for tomorrow." Amilia smiled and then shook her head at him. She walked up the stairs and took off her armor, took a shower, and got dressed in pajamas, then went back down the stairs. Oglm was on the couch with the television on, Amilia joined him.