The Marchioness kept her cool despite Lith’s threats and made him see reason.
’How does she know about our conversation with the Queen? Isn’t she just a Marchioness?’ While Lith fell into fury, Solus sought solace in cold logic.
Yet she didn’t fare any better as her brain refused to find answers. She hated her own inability to close her eyes to the horror around them and her senses that picked up the slightest detail of the wounds on Lark’s body.
Solus would have liked to weep, but she had no tears. Solus would have liked to scream, but she had no mouth. The only way she had to express her feelings was through Lith, but he was already burdened with more than he could take.
"I’m very sorry, Lith, but there’s only a limited number of Royal Fortress armor and you have no idea how many of those cards we have received." Mirim showed him her own along with a list containing several names.
"The detail was perfect, reinforcements arrived barely a minute after the arrays were breached, yet it wasn’t enough. If you want to blame someone, blame me but know that I did all I could to keep Lark safe as I always did for your family."
Lith couldn’t refute her words. For a long time, he had a single unit of the Queen’s corps assigned to his entire family and it had taken him years to fortify his home with proper arrays.
Yet logic didn’t relieve one bit of his grief.
"If there’s anything I can do for you, just tell me." The Marchioness tried to touch his shoulder but Lith pushed her hand away.
"I want Lark back or at least know who I have to kill! Give me a name!" Lith clenched his fists as his eyes turned into blue-violet pyres of mana whose bursts of energy rose of several meters in the air before fading away.
Solus was doing her best to keep his aura from manifesting, but there was only so much she could do, even with the help of the two cloaking rings. Sparks of lightning surrounded him and clouds started to gather.
A low rumble spread throughout the ground, rising in intensity by the second and making the guards think that a second attack was incoming.
’Calm down, Lith! If you release your aura, everyone will know you’re an Awakened.’ Solus said. ’We need to go back home before the cloaking rings break. You’re pushing them too far!’
"I request an urgent leave." Kamila said after her efforts to soothe him failed as well. "Archmage Verhen needs to get back home and can’t be left alone in such a state. He would be a threat to himself and others."
"Agreed." Jirni said while arranging for an emergency Gate. "Where to?"
"Belius." Kamila said.
’What the f.u.c.k?’ Solus thought. ’I meant Lutia! Lith needs his family.’
Two Royal Guards raised their hands, looking like prancing Griffons and the Gate appeared between them. Kamila quickly dragged Lith through it, ordering the clerk on the other side to open another Warp that would lead near her apartment.
Solus was still cursing Kamila’s alleged stupidity when suddenly the pressure she and the rings were under plummeted, allowing their self-repair ability to mend the cracks before it was too late.
’Thank the gods.’ Kamila thought while looking at the flames in his eyes disappear. ’Lith always says that being under so many elemental sealing arrays feels like being under a wet blanket to him. A wet blanket powered by an entire city.
’It should be enough to suppress his powers before he loses control of them or of his life forces as it happened in Jiera.’
’I hate to admit it, but it was a damn smart move.’ Solus thought once she calmed down enough to understand what had happened.
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