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17 : 𝑪𝒂𝒍𝒆'𝒔 𝑬𝒏𝒗𝒚

Heh - Narrator
Heh - Thoughts
Heh - Speech
Heh - Ancient Powers

꧁𖣔𖣔𖣔☾︎❦︎☽︎𖣔𖣔𖣔꧂

Cale woke up earlier than before. Since he ordered Ron to do so.

Cale sensed that the dragon, didn't come in. But it seems like the child, debated it.

He was currently sitting at the sofa, talking to Ron. As he casually frowns at the sourness of the lemon tea.

" Alright, Ron. You can start with your questions...I'm sure you have some."

Cale spoke, motioning his eyes for Ron to sit at the other side of the sofa. The old man obliged, then asked.

" Young master, how long have you've known?..."

Cale's stoic face assessed Ron, like a predator checking it prey. And asked.

" Which one?

You, wanting revenge-

Or you, being an assassin?"

Cale asked, as if obliviousness and sarcasm was painted in his face.

At first Cale didn't really specify anything, rather than Ron wanting revenge.

' Does my puppy young master, know about the Molan household?'

Ron asked himself, as Cale didn't specify anything about his identity. Rather than being an assassin.

The silence in the room was deaf'ning, before Cale broke it.

" Ron, may I ask. Who brought you to the Henituse estate?"

Cale asked, as Ron replied in a low tone.

"...the late countess."

" Precisely."

Cale replied sternly. But well, that was half a lie.

" That doesn't answer my question clearly, young master."

Ron retorted, as Cale replied casually.

" I know."

Taking another sip from the vile drink, he spoke.

" Who wouldn't be suspicious when, i can't even hear your footsteps."

He then shifted his gaze at the old man.

" And Ron... Do you really think mother doesn't know ?"

Ron no longer have his benign smile, his eyes seemed to be reminiscing at that time the late-Countess brought them to the county.

The old man was snapped back to reality, when Cale added.

" Mom's a mysterious person, there's a lot of things even that coward doesn't know."

'...or so i thought.

Ron lightly flinched at Cale calling his own father a coward, But Ron couldn't refute that, since it was the truth.

As Ron looked at Cale, the redhead evaded his gaze. After some moments of silence, Ron asked.

" Young master... Despite leaving without notice, why did you accept us back?"

Cale's stoic eyes, where staring at the old man. Cale bit his bottom lip, as he frowned. Then spoke.

" Are you really asking that question?"

Cale doesn't have enough courage to say the reason.

He was more familiar in one-sided affections, as he pushes them away.