Chapter 12: Sol Clain

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–Wait a second! What about Schrodinger, didn't they even bother visiting him? Oliver and Cirael could have enter his world! Moreover, Sean... did he just stay alive? What happened to his conversation with the Gehessikait? Yes, even my friend, Ktul, he would never stop trying to find a strong opponent... and you say that this is the end of their story?!

–Firstly, Shabby, or whatever your name is, I completely agree. It is a terrible book. How does anyone even read this?... oh yes, nobody reads this. Well, that's good. Secondly, if you shut up for a minute or two, I can tell you what happened next. Agreed? Agreed. Then I'll start a little later than where I left off. So, kh-khm... It was about noon. On the busy streets of the capital...

It was about noon. The bustling streets of the capital were in full swing with hundreds of people and carts moving back and forth between the two-story buildings. No wonder, Arai – the main city of the kingdom of the same name – has always been full of humans... and non-humans too. If it wasn't enough, there was a big fair right now, in the height of summer, so the streets were very crowded. A stream of people, like a tsunami, walked into the center of the capital. More and more merchants arrived from the sea, to which more than half of the streets faced. White brick houses with red roofs surrounded people scurrying here and there.

However, none of this bothered a man of about 19, who was in his room with an area of more than 20 meters on the 4th floor of the royal palace. He was straightening his long white hair, looking in the mirror. His heterochromatic eyes, the right one was green and the left was blue, looked at him from the reflection. Light from the street illuminated the room through a large window. This man looked at himself without enthusiasm and took a ruler from the table near the mirror, brought it to a strand of his hair hanging from his right temple, after which he began to move the index finger of his left hand, drawing light blue symbols in the air, which formed in "16 centimeters." Now he brought the same ruler to the symmetrically located strand at the left temple, after which he wrote in the air, now with his right hand: "18 centimeters." Taking a deep breath, the young man put the ruler aside, took the scissors from the same table... and cut the strand on the left, removing exactly 2 centimeters. The words in the air instantly disappeared.

Now looking in the mirror, he looked more satisfied. Having once again made sure that his clothes, including strict black shirt with a white jacket, which continued to the back of his knees, and black trousers, sat perfectly on him, the man took the sheath standing near the mirror with a sword in it. The weapon clearly looked ceremonial, considering how heavily the sword's hilt and scabbard were decorated with gold and jewels. The man secured this sheath on his belt to the left of his torso. Just as he was about to leave, taking a step away from the mirror, he abruptly ran back and widened his eyes. Pulling out a sword from its sheath, the blade of which was not at all ceremonial, but quite ordinary, he brought it to his face... and cut off the facial hairs with it, now completely removing even the hint of a beard on his face. Exhaling in relief, the man sheathed his sword. Just in time, because he heard from behind the double wooden doors:

–Prince Sol, the table is set. Please proceed to the dining room; your parents are waiting for you to have breakfast.

Nodding towards the door, the young man, who was named Sol, already completely confident that he looked neat and symmetrical, without changing his calm, perhaps even emotionless expression, left his room. In the corridor, the palace servants, whose help Sol rejected out of habit, raising his hand and shaking his head, greeted him. Walking through long chains of corridors, the man, although he maintained a perfectly calm appearance, was agitated inside. Finally, he can leave this place and wander around the world for quite some time...

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