Just like the kids of the Verhen household, the sudden distance between their respective families confused the children, making them think that they had done something wrong at first.
Once their mother had reassured them multiple times, however, the trauma that Fallmug had inflicted upon them made Filia and Frey fear that Lith had turned out to be like their late father.
"Gods, no!" The three a.d.u.l.ts said in unison.
"Don’t worry, kids." Kamila said while c.a.r.e.s.sing them. "Lith never hurt me and he would never do you any harm. It’s just that he had many secrets and some of them are too much for me. I’m just sad, you have my word."
Zinya thanked the gods for making children so blunt and yet capable of cracking the toughest armor. Now that she had an idea of what had happened, there was just one question left in her mind.
"Did he cheat on you?" She asked, making Kamila threw such a mean look at her to understand that it wasn’t that the case.
"Uncle Lith doesn’t cheat, Auntie. He always plays fair." The kids believed they were talking about games since it was the only kind of cheating that they knew.
’Either Kami suspected him of having an affair or she had a rival. There must be another woman involved.’ Zinya thought.
Yet while her sister knew Kamila enough to also see the pain in her eyes and to know to have struck a nerve, Vastor failed to notice it, misunderstanding the issue.
’Dammit, they must have broken up because Lith lost his humanity after turning into a Tiamat. Poor girl.’ Vastor inwardly sighed, pitying Kamila, but mostly himself.
’If Kamila couldn’t accept Lith’s real nature after being together for three years, what chances do I have with Zinya? We barely shake hands and unlike Lith, I’m more of a monster on the inside than I’ll ever be on the outside.
’There is so much blood on my hands that it’s impossible to wash off. The things I’ve done as a Highmaster first and as the Master later, make even Tezka look cute in comparison.
’I can offer my Abominations a second chance, I might even be able to give the Kingdom a more rightful and just system, but no matter the outcome of the battle, there are no spoils of war waiting for me except more f.u.c.k.i.n.g blood!’
Vastor looked at the tenderness with which Zinya hugged her children and took care of Kamila, wishing with all his heart to be worthy of such affection as well. Yet he was painfully aware of being too old, too dirty, and too dangerous for her.
If the Master’s plan failed, being close to him would made Zinya a target for all of his enemies. If it succeeded, instead, the Griffon Kingdom, if not the whole Mogar, would enter a new Golden Age, yet everyone would learn about his misdeeds anyway.
Having Zinya so close and yet being unable to reach her drove Vastor mad with fury. His wrath spread through the bond they shared to the Abomination-hybrids that protected the area, making his grief their own.
They immediately searched the area for someone so stupid as to threaten their family. Someone that would give them a way to vent their wrath in unspeakable ways that they had perfected over the course of the millennia.
Suddenly, a shiver ran down the spine of the blue-robed man and he found himself covered in a cold sweat. As the Abomination-Hybrids’ mystical senses scanned the area, he felt as if now he wasn’t just looking death in the eyes.
Death was looking back at him, spreading its arms to engulf him in a deadly embrace. The blue-robed man swallowed his pride and ran for his life, too scared to remember to use magic.
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