Rebirth of the Wizard King

Chapter 10

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Speak of the devil and they will show themselves, as I was wondering why they weren't present, I heard arguing coming from upstairs, so it seems like there is trouble in paradise again. Not the first time that they have argued for all to hear. "You knew that's why you brought it here" Elizabeth screamed, followed by a few accompanying murmurs. Hearing that incoming footsteps, I busied myself with the task of preparing breakfast. 

I did not turn as they approached closer. "Don't pretend like you haven't known this before, you caused this on yourself. You wouldn't have to worry this much if you didn't do what you did" Jonathan voiced sounded in the room, it seems as if he was level head one or the one that doesn't seem to be affected by the agreement that happened. 

Not wanting to be in the room after that response, I moved towards the pantry for no apparent reason, just to get away. "You did not treat him like you should have" Jonathan continued, but received a fiery response in turn from Elizabeth "You do the same, and I can do as I please as long as he is under this roof". She said in a boastful tone.

"You haven't done any better but when I try to discipline his ungrateful existence, you get angry" Elizabeth continued, I peeked through the space between the door and notice that Savanha and Brandon were sitting uncomfortably at the table with their heads down. "If I did not protect him, he would have been out of this house or worse killed because of you and your weird family "Jonathan shouted, finally showing some reaction that he was involved in. 

Trying to process what they were arguing about was pinpointed to me. Am I the one they are arguing about, it must be me. I am the only one here that is not welcome. I seemed to have spaced out because there was a scream from Elizabeth, she was standing before me" Why are just standing there like a fool" she asked glaring at me and if her eyes had the power to, I would be dead. "Sorry about that ma'am. 

I was trying to decide what to prepare for breakfast" I quickly answered. "Zayne, I need you dressed and back up here in a few minutes" I heard Jonathan say before exiting the kitchen. I don't know if it was my imagination, but Elizabeth seems as if she has just strayed from good to bad, with a look that could kill. I walked out of the pantry and passed my confused siblings to the storage room to get dressed.

They weren't the only ones that were confused. I was more confused than any of them, as I didn't even think that Jonathan knows my name as the only thing, I have been called as long as I can remember is boy, waste, or just you. For him to call me by my first name had me really questioning what is happening. Today, everything just keeps surprising me. I dressed casually, and took out the best fit I had, even though it was only one, very pitiful of me. I glanced at myself in the mirror to ensure I looked presentable enough to travel with Jonathan. I could no longer fix anything else, so I hurried back to the kitchen before he got annoyed at me for taking so much time to get ready.

"I'm back sir" I announced once I was back inthe kitchen. "Ok we are leaving" his voice came from behind; I could laugh atthe look that was presented on all three of the adopted families' faces. Even thoughthey have a face showing nothing but confusion and disgust, having the chance tofinally step out of this house made me ignore the hateful people. 

I trailed himto the car and buckled myself in, I lifted my head to see Elizabeth stomping inthe direction of the car, as the window was not rolled down, I couldn't hearwhat she was yelling about. She went directly to Jonathan's window and startedcomplaining about the person who was sitting right before her, me. 

"That thingdid not make breakfast for your kids and you're taking him out, what kind offather are you?" Elizabeth raged on, with her head held high like she was animmovable mountain. With a sneer as she glanced at me, "He is not a slave noris he your personal chef. How about giving the kids a cooked meal from theirmother for the first time" Jonathan responded, leaving both Elizabeth and me. 

We share the same emotion but for different reasons, mine was because he said Iwasn't a slave after I had the task to do all the chores in the house as soonas I was old enough to do them. "So now you want to be a dad?' Elizabeth askedin disbelief.

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