Dakyres of Ardor | BoyxBoy ✓

7 | Metsumi's Prize

EREN
THE FIRE THRONE ROOM.

Taking a seat beside his father, he couldn't take his eyes off the boy, despite not being able to see his face. His heart ached and yearned to just rush over and pull him into the warmest, most reassuring embrace ever.

He had never felt this way for anyone before, not even for his own sister. But the frail boy kneeling in front of him had emotions of different sorts rising rapidly and spastically both in his head and in his chest.

"We found him amongst the corpses in the dungeons, Your Fieriness." The Flame Breather who'd brought the boy into the Fire Throne room hanging him over his shoulder, spoke.

"He's half dead, sire." The other guard holding a stick spoke this time.

For some reason Eren felt irritated by the guard and the way he talked. Of course they could see that, he'd been amongst the corpses for so long, he should be half dead. Eren tried to control his temper and his mouth.

Goliath seemed to psychically pick the rage coming from him, looking at Eren with suspecting eyes before taking his gaze back to the guards and the boy they brought with them.

"I reckon you're aware I've eyes. I can see for myself." Zeldrius scolded the guard with the loose mouth. "Go, both of you, you can leave now." He commanded the guards.

They bowed immediately and skipped out of the throne room, leaving the boy who just knelt there. He was still motionless and hadn't made even the softest sound.

"What is your name, boy?" Zeldrius questioned but there was no answer from Faldrey.

His mouth was more than just dry, they were baked and desiccated. His tongue had stuck to the roof of his mouth.

"Speak child! You do not ignore the Tal Dane. When he asks you a question you answer before the next bat of the eye." Ursa scolded.

"Ursa I think you need to-"

Shut up your stupid, advising mouth.

Eren stopped himself before he could finish his statement, but he completed it in his head and Goliath heard it all.

Goliath broke a smile, finally understanding the reason behind Eren's rage. He gracefully arose from his chair, gliding smoothly on the floor towards the boy with his staff in hand. Putting a hand on the soggy, dirt filled hair on his head, he probed deep into his mind.

For the first time ever, Goliath could not withstand the turbulent flow of thoughts in a Dakyre's head. He refrained from reaching deeper into his mind in the fear of getting lost in the boy's cathedral of thoughts.

Slowly taking his hand away from Faldrey's head, Goliath kept a calm expression, but truly he was terrified. Never had he seen a Dakyre so broken or a Dakyre so powerfully gifted despite having his abilities suppressed.

"He's from a village in the Blue Stoichi Tribe, he's a water Dakyre, gifted with an affinity for the element." He turned to the Tal Dane, conveying the information to him.

"And what about his name? That was what the Tal Dane asked for," Ursa pressed on.

Goliath turned and looked Ursa right in the eyes with a threatening, perverse smile on his face.

"I couldn't get that, he's a broken boy. His spirit broke after losing his entire family during the last raid." Goliath announced.

Eren felt like a heavy rock had landed on his shoulders, his heart sunk even deeper into his guts. For the first time ever he was looking at a survivor of a hoist. They indeed looked miserable, even more miserable and anguished than the caricature Blazing Sun stories and drawings portrayed them to be. This was why he detested and disagreed with the raids, he felt like the current state of the Cresent Moon boy was his fault. He felt it was as a result of his incompetence and inability to convince and reason with his father.