Kaleth and the others are finally ready to face Enor and end the war once and for all. But being ready for it and actually managing to do so are two different things. And with Enor having tens of thousands of soldiers following every one of his comm...
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Kaleth couldn't remember the last time he had cried this much. Even when Teran had broken up with him, he'd mostly just drunk his feelings away. And gods, how much he wanted to drink them away right now, but Mel was holding all of his alcohol hostage.
Kaleth was grateful for it, of course, because he definitely didn't have enough self control for this, but he really, really wanted to get a few shots of something. That was the only way he would ever be able to face any of the others, which was exactly what was going to happen now.
It was a full day after he'd woken up after...what had happened, and he'd been too much of a coward to go outside at all, so all that had happened was Mel constantly assuring him that he didn't blame him for what happened, and that everything was fine.
Kaleth still wasn't sure if he believed that, and on top of that, he didn't think he deserved forgiveness. But Mel wouldn't hear a word of it, so Kaleth had stopped trying to argue his point. Kaleth almost wished Mel wasn't so...like Mel. If he at least yelled at Kaleth, that would be something. This felt too easy.
Which was ironic because the fact that he was about to see everyone he'd threatened, arguably his friends for the most part, was terrifying and incredibly difficult. Mel had been concerned when Kaleth had said that he wanted to do this, but there was no point in putting it off. In fact, putting it off would make it worse.
Kaleth still wasn't sure if meeting them all at once was a good idea, but it sounded better than doing it one by one. He doubted he would be able to keep his emotions at bay for that long. He'd probably be a mess after just one person.
Since Kaleth couldn't teleport right now—or maybe he still could, but he sure as hell wasn't going to try or take that bracelet off—it was Relioth who had taken them to Aren. Kaleth had to admit that the place was awe-inspiring, but he couldn't make himself appreciate it. Especially not with Relioth making puppy eyes at him whenever their eyes met.
At least now Relioth was gone, presumably getting together everyone involved to bring here. Kaleth wasn't even sure why Aren specifically, but Mereria had suggested it, and seeing as they could have gone anywhere, Aren was a fairly good choice. At least there was privacy, despite the dozens of Umbra who had taken up residency here after Enor had died. Kaleth could tell Mel wanted to say something about that, but he hadn't yet.
He just kept holding Kaleth's hand as they waited in a relatively large but empty room somewhere in the building carved out of stone. Kaleth barely remembered getting here, but that didn't matter. He doubted he would manage to get up and walk out of here anytime soon anyway.
Kaleth didn't even look up when he heard a knock on the door. It was at least nice to know that Relioth had enough awareness not to teleport everyone directly inside the room.
"Honey, I can—"
"No, no," Kaleth immediately denied, shaking his head and sighing. He gave a nod of thanks to Mel, though. It was nice of him that he was being so supportive, but he really had to do this himself.
