[Rahmanus Palace - Clyde Arrowny's bedroom. Little has changed within the room since he left two years ago. Enter Clyde Arrowny]
Clyde Arrowny: [aside] I just had to pay my old room a visit before I left. Looks like everything has been left relatively untouched. How thoughtful...
[Clyde Arrowny looks around the room and notices a small child resting in his bed, a small human child with silver hair as soft as silk, he appears to be in a deep and peaceful sleep]
What the...?
[Clyde slowly approaches the bed with caution. It is the newborn prince Shin-Ra is raising to put in charge of Rahmanus]
Shadow #1: It is him... the new prince.
Shadow #2: The new heir of Rahmanus...
Shadow #3: Kill him...
Clyde Arrowny: This is my kingdom, my home, my life to take.
[Clyde slowly unsheathes the dagger from his belt and puts it close to the child]
Shadow #1: Do it...
Shadow #2: Take your revenge...
Shadow #3: Yes... revenge...
Clyde Arrowny: [aside] If I end this child's life... I will have completed half of my mission. Revenge will be mine, I will have avenged my parent's wishes, I would show that the Arrowny family are not easily silenced and I can solely focus on Bonnie.
Shadow #1: The child stirs...
Shadow #2: It will wake if you do not kill him
Shadow #3: Eternal slumber...
Clyde Arrowny: [aside] This not what I wanted to become. My lust for revenge lies solely with Shin-Ra and the immortals, this child is but a pawn in their game.
[to shadows] Another time, I got what I came for, this was not on the list. Every moment wasted is less time to avenge her. We must keep moving forward.
Shadow #1: Your compassion is your weakness.
Clyde Arrowny: Your underestimation of my resolve is yours.
[Clyde places the dagger back inside his belt and stares at the sleeping child in deep thought before leaving]
(A segment of Clyde Arrowny's bedroom)
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Solitara (Twisted Roots Midquel)
FantasyAs Alessandra and Clyde part ways, she is now left under the care of the Duhsh Elves while he continues on the path of vengeance. The story of what happened in the seven year absence until their next fated meeting remained unknown, until now.