Knightshade Forgotten.

Bloodline

Molarus

"M-Molarus?" Lance had muttered, to think that he'd overdosed on something. "I'm here." I said clearly. He laid his head back, "Gods, I'm a fucking idiot aren't I?" He said bitterly "Where's Azura?" I shook my head "Gone. His stuff is missing and the Rabbit is furious." Lance smiled a small bit before wincing. "Good. Although, I wish I could've told him I was sorry. I was an ass to him."He shut his eyes, "Go to Wyngeria. Say that you've renounced your name. And try to get Faylinn to help you search for Reflet." I stood up. "Understood father. Please...don't kill yourself." He chuckled "No promises."

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Reflet

Enough resting, someone may be on my trail. Looking at the dragon stone made me worry more than before, it had been growing darker inside it. I started to keep moving on foot, I was most likely sighted by hostiles during my flight.

Something smelt like burnt oak, but in a good way. I couldn't tell if it was near or far away, my extended time in dragon form heightened my senses until it was overloading me. I followed the small until it came from across a large canyon in which I could not see the bottom, just water and stalagmites. I carefully started walking across the large wooden bridge as it swung left and right in the wind.

You can hear them can't you?

I stopped dead as I heard someone. It was like a conversation going on with no speakers.

Poor life can't hear us. Poor life can't see us. But that's okay, no one cares for the arias in the wind.

"I can hear you, can you hear me?" I said aloud to the wind. There was a pause, "The young one has grown since we saw him last. Has he come home? Has he come to find his father and see his mother?" I started at where the voice came from, there were small shimmers sitting on the suspensions of the bridge "Yes, I've come home after so long."

The shimmers became one and blew away. "Welcome home little Azuran, it's been about ten years?" The being was in the light padded armor of an eastern culture, a scarred eye, crimson hair, with his lower face covered. "Would you like me to guide you home young one? I'm sure your mother would love to see you." I took off my robe as it was no longer needed. "Yes, thank you."

He jumped down to me and took my bag for me. "I'll hold on to it." I had grabbed Faylinn's white armor out of it and let it fit around me. The armor fit well and it was barefoot to help with agility, the cape reached down to my ankles and it allowed breathing room. The man shut my bag and carried it over his shoulder. "Shall we go then?"

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This place is weird, but it makes sense at the same time. It's exactly like two different cultures existing at the same time. It had a primary eastern culture to it with some western techniques to compliment it. "Welcome back to Ximodo, young prince." Said the man. "Your parents and brother will be glad to see you." I looked at him quizzically "I don't remember having a brother." He kept leading me towards the center of town "Of course you wouldn't, your older brother left for war around the time you were taken. He is actually about to go through ceremonial rites, he's being advanced to samurai grandmaster tonight."

I stayed quiet the rest of the walk, I didn't understand much of it. I had lived in a western culture for so long that I've forgotten the way things work. The palace was less of a palace and more of a tower, beneath it was an enormous courtyard or a garden of some sort. The man opened the gate and led me inside. "Kanon! You're back!" I heard one of the servants say as she came to greet him. The second her eyes landed on mine, she went pale. "Hello Jyssa, could you please inform the queen that I have someone for her to see." She nodded and ran as fast as she could. "Forgive me Reflet, how old are you as of today?" Itook a second to think about it. "Around sixteen. But I have no way to tell." He nodded and kept walking.

"I can remember meeting Father here every day just to play in the sunshine with him. He would always try to get me to wield a blade." Kanon looked at the sword strapped to my bag. "And you went with his wishes?" I took my bag off his hands as we came upon the entrance. "Not intentionally, I was forced eventually." he stopped and looked me "Are you ready?"

He pushed open the doors and the servants were lined up by the entryway, attempting to check something about me with too much enthusiasm. "Ryoko will be overjoyed to see you!" "You came home master! Did Drachen hurt you too much?" "Looks like your eyes didn't stop changing color after so long!" We eventually pushed past them all and were led outside to a little pond with many fish swimming around calmly, the air felt so fresh here.

"They were right, you've come home." A female voice said calmly.

I turned to see a kind faced, black haired, blue eyed woman sitting on her lower legs by the pond "Welcome home my son, my sweet little Reflet."

"Mother?"