Grasping Fate [F2R Book 2]

Chapter Twenty-Five

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Grasping Fate

Chapter 25

"The only opinion that matters in our quest for greatness is our own."

"It has been decided after many hours of discussion you are free to wander under supervision."

"Oh thank Notch!" Jerome was on his feet in seconds and ready to rush out that tent. Ian himself opened his mouth to speak but was beat to it by Seto.

"When can we see our friends?"

"Only those previously authorized have permission, until further notice none of you have the proper validation--"

"That's bullshit!" Ian yelled, "I have to see Adam!"

"The prince is under custody until his injuries heal and from there it will be decided what should properly be done."

"You son of a bi--"

"Hey there!" Mitch shoved past the guard and slowly urged him away, "I'll take care of the rest of this, you go enjoy a nice break or something...Oh I'm actually probably not at the liberty to give you those, but I can handle this."

"Mitch, where is--"

"Ah ah, calm down, for now just take a break of the outside air and calm down." Mitch led Ian out of the tent, Jerome wasted no time shoving past everyone else.

"Oh sweet freedom! I've never wanted to jump in a river or an ocean more in my life!"

"We were in there for literally less than a day!" Mitch glared a pointing finger, "It really wasn't that bad!"

Seto took a few steps out of the tent, he looked around. Besides it becoming evening and the sun was setting, he thought to himself, nothing has changed, yet everything felt different. He was just contradicting himself, and he hated it.

This entire time he's been nothing but contradictions. He wanted to show people magic was good, but at the same time hated it. He tried his best to help people, but always hurt more. When he sat his mind to controlling magic, he always screwed up more.

He couldn't do anything right, and he was messing with everyone's lives because of it.

"Seto!" Tyler came running over to Seto with a big grin, "Thank Notch,where you going?"

"I was gonna go find Alesa," that was a lie, and Seto was terrible at lying, but the darkened setting made it hard for anyone to read his face.

"I think everyone is going to head to bed in a few hours, how about tomorrow?"

"Oh sure, that's fine, I guess since it is so late anyways I'll just head to bed."

"You hungry?"

"No, it's fine Tyler, night." Seto turned back around into the tent he was held in. He knew he probably had time to go and talk to Alesa, but he lied; he didn't need to talk to Alesa. Seto sighed and sat on his bed, he could still hear Jerome and Mitch arguing outside. Eventually someone would shut them up since people will eventually want to sleep.