Lith thought back at their first meeting during the Spring Festival in Lutia, when the Count had brought his latest protege, Ricker Trahan. It had been the youth’s arrogance that had led Nana to humiliate Ricker by showing off her future apprentice.
Lith had just used magic on lettuce to entertain the noble, yet that small insignificant event had intertwined their lives to the bitter end. Lith clung to Kamila as he remembered about his absurd ploy to fake the presence of ghosts to smoke out the traitors that Koya, the Count’s wife had planted among the staff.
He remembered Lark’s silly face while covered in flour, laughing like a child while Lith made him fly with magic. It was all so cartoonish that he could almost hear the Countess say:
"And I would have gotten away with it too, if it weren’t for that meddling kid" while the Mage Association destroyed her household for attempting on Nana’s life.
That thought made Lith laugh and then sob again when he remembered how Lark had put his life and his household on the line for him against Linnea, the Headmistress of the Lightning Griffon who had refused Lith’s admittance for political reasons.
’If it wasn’t for him, I wouldn’t have ever met the Marchioness or gone to the Academy. Everything I have, everyone I know, I owe it to Lark yet he never asked anything of me and I called him only when I needed something.’
Slowly, the tears stopped as they turned into self-loathing and rage. The former for his inability to ever pay back the Count and because he had died because of Lith. The latter because Lith started to plan what he would do once he found who was responsible.
His hands shapeshifted and his fingers turned into claws, trying to vent his violent thoughts. Then, he felt his consciousness being tugged by his communication amulet, but Kamila took it out of his fingers and threw it away.
Her amulet started to light up as well as Elina’s, Phloria’s, Jirni’s rune and many others blinked.
Kamila snarled and answered to all of them at once, not wanting to waste one second longer than necessary.
"Is there any problem or did you call me just because you couldn’t contact Lith and you’re worried for him?" She said after making sure that she was the only one they would see.
After confirming that everyone was safe, she cut them all short.
"Thanks for your concern. Lith is fine as well and if you really care for him, then you should just leave him alone!" She hung up the call with a decisiveness that made Solus feel inadequate.
’I cared for Lark too much to get hold of my own feelings and take care of Lith properly. I love the same people he loves and my first thought was to go back to Lutia, where he would have spent the night consoling others rather than being consoled.
’To make matters worse, even if I managed to make the right decision and brought him to the tower, where I can hold him, I would have let him take that call. I care a lot for Elina, as if she’s my own mother, whereas Kamila cares much more for Lith.’ Solus thought. freewebnσvel.cѳm
Yet the call had still managed to break the moment and to remind Lith of his duties. After venting his grief and rage, he felt much calmer.
’Whoever is behind Lark’s death, they are far from done with me. The Marchioness was right. There are too many cards and too few Royal Guards to protect everyone. They targeted Lark because he was the easiest prey.
’I need to assess the situation and check who’s likely to be the next target.’ He thought as his mind cleared up, allowing him to even device traps and countermeasures with Solus.
’How can she even think to bribe me with s.e.x in a moment like-’ His mind went blank and his face turned pale when he noticed the red bruises all over her body where he had clung to her.
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