"William, come here!" Rayven ordered when all the boys left their training.
William came to him, keeping his head down.
"What has happened to you?" he asked.
Today, he wasn't as focused as he used to be.
William looked up at him. "I didn't sleep well."
"Seems like reading isn't helping anymore."
"I have read all the books at home. I have nothing left to read. My sister will buy me a book today," he explained.
"Take this," he said, giving him the book in his hands. "Make sure to come well prepared tomorrow."
William looked at the book in his hands. The Monster Is Me. Then he looked up at him again. "What are you, My Lord?" he asked straight.
"What do you think I am?" Rayven asked.
"I am not sure," William replied.
Interesting, Rayven thought. So he could sense that he wasn't human. Rayven wondered how he would react if he told him the truth. Most people didn't believe when the truth was told blatantly.
"I am what most people call a demon."
"Not evil? Just demon?" he asked.
Rayven frowned. What was the difference between humans? All demons were evil to them.
"I am evil too," Rayven replied.
He wasn't being punished for no reason.
William nodded, but Rayven wasn't sure why. Did he believe him or not? From the way his heart stayed calm, he probably didn't believe him.
"I'll keep your secret," he told him.
Oh, this boy. Rayven chuckled.
"Why would you keep it a secret?" he asked.
His father was eager to spread their secret, and yet here was his only son, wanting to keep it safe.
"People are afraid of what they don't understand. You wouldn't be afraid of me?" He asked.
Did this boy think he would be afraid of him? He had just told him he was a demon.
"Why do you ask? Are you what I might not understand?"
"I believe so," he said.
"How so?" Rayven asked, becoming curious.
"What are your nightmares about, My Lord?"
"Monsters. Torture. Pain."
"Mine are about the future." He lowered his voice.
Future? Oh no! It couldn't be.
"What you see in your dreams, does it happen?" he asked carefully.
William nodded.
How could it be possible?
A male prophet?
All of them were female. That is why the killing continued. They couldn't find the female prophetess because he was a male.
Rayven understood now why he couldn't hear the boy's thoughts. It explained maturity and wisdom.
But why couldn't he read Angelica's thoughts? There couldn't be two of them in the same family.
"William," he grabbed the back of the boy's head and made him look into his eyes. "Don't ever tell anyone what you told me right now. Not even the ones you think you can trust."
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Heart Of Darkness
FanfictionThey whispered in town about him. They called him a beast. They called him cruel. They called him ugly. People were repulsed by his face. They treated him like a deadly disease, avoiding him like the plague. They didn't dare talk to or in front of h...
