The Last Aayu: Book 1 - Ashes

Chapter 13: The Heir of Aayu

After saying his goodbyes at the Academy, Utahis undertook the weeks-long journey back home. Upon his return, he immediately received a summons to head to the Grand Hall, it was a place of both fond memories and great expectations. The towering stone walls and sweeping vistas of the temple fortress of House Aayu were a stark contrast to the Academy's more utilitarian architecture.

The main hall of the estate was filled with the soft murmur of conversation. Family members sat around the grand dining table, each one representing a different facet of House Aayu's legacy. Lord Sushal Aayu, a figure of imposing presence and unwavering authority, sat at the head of the table.

The room fell silent as a servant announced Utahis' arrival. He entered the hall with a sense of purpose, his new insignia of the Talor Order gleaming on his uniform. His eyes scanned the familiar faces of his family before settling on his father's stern gaze.

"Utahis," Lord Sushal began, his voice carrying a tone of both pride and expectation, "join us."

As Utahis took his seat, next to his father, the room flowed back to being abuzz with a festive atmosphere, but Lord Sushal's commanding voice cut through the din, drawing everyone's attention once more. He stood at the head of the table, raising his glass, his gaze fixed on Utahis.

"Family, friends," he began, his voice resonating with pride and authority, "tonight, we honor Utahis not just for his achievements at the Academy, but for his recent trials that have proven his worth beyond any doubt."

The room fell silent, all eyes turning to Utahis, who stood tall and resolute.

"Utahis," Sushal continued, "you have faced immense challenges and have come out victorious. Your actions have not only secured your place within the Talor Order but have also earned you the status of being Blooded. You stood against a traitor to the Utalan people, revealing a deep-seated conspiracy that threatened us all."

Murmurs of admiration and respect rippled through the room.

"It was your leadership," Sushal emphasized, "that exposed the treachery within our ranks. You confronted Jurt, a once-trusted comrade, and through your bravery, you thwarted his betrayal. You led the investigation, and uncovered the truth, with my old ally Ushak. Your decisive actions have safeguarded our legacy and the honor of the Utalan people. And, I could not be more proud of you."

Utahis felt a surge of pride mingled with the weight of his responsibilities. He met his father's gaze, seeing both the approval and the expectation in Sushal's eyes.

Sushal raised his glass higher. "To Utahis, whose courage and integrity have strengthened our house and our people. May his future be as bright as his valor."

The room erupted in applause, glasses clinking in a celebratory toast. Utahis nodded his thanks, feeling the warmth of his family's support envelop him.

As the applause died down, Sushal stepped closer to Utahis, speaking in a tone meant for him alone. "You have shown great promise, my son. But remember, this is just the beginning. Your actions have set a standard. Uphold it with honor and diligence."

"I will, Father," Utahis replied, his voice steady.

Sushal placed a firm hand on Utahis's shoulder. "Good. We will discuss your next steps in detail tomorrow. For now, enjoy this moment. You have earned it."

As the evening continued, Utahis was surrounded by his family and friends, each one offering their congratulations and support. Despite the celebrations, his mind remained focused on the future, determined to honor his family's legacy and the trust placed in him. 

As the evening's festivities continued, Utahis noticed Zutigrellus, his older cousin, standing at the edge of the hall. Tygrell's smile seemed strained, and there was an unreadable glint in his eyes. Curious and somewhat concerned, Utahis decided to approach him.