Supreme Magus novel Chapter 2537

Chapter 2537 Rites of Passage (Part 3)

Despite the millennia of resentment and spite between their respective species, they cried together like sisters.

The moment the double doors of the senate opened, they composed themselves and stood up, determined to not abandon the Queen in her darkest hour.

Syrah was walking hand in hand with a young pup toward the senate's table.

Were the boy human, he would be around ten years old but Solus assumed he was even younger due to the Hati's accelerated metabolism and the lack of a Harmonizer on his neck.

The pup was a shaking mass of silver fur that the Queen dragged along, uncaring for his whimpers and sobbing. Every time the young Hati looked up at his mother, he found a warm gaze full of pain that right where you are, just like my father and grandfather before their coronation. This is a sacred ritual that our god Glemos established to keep our blood pure and our will strong."

Ikara turned around, picking the folded clothes and handing them to Xagra.

reassured him for a second before the fear returned.

He tried to dig his claws into the ground, but the marble of the floor was too hard and his mother too strong for any carpet to resist her pull when he desperately clung to them.

The Queen dragged him with even steps in front of the semi-circular table where the King was waiting for them.

"Don't worry, Xagra. The rite of passage is scary and it's natural for you to be afraid. A brave King knows fear like anyone else but he's capable of doing what's required from him in spite of it.

"Don't think of this moment as a bad thing. A few years ago, I stood right where you are, just like my father and grandfather before their to keep our blood pure and our will strong."

coronation. This is a sacred ritual that our god Glemos established Ikara turned around, picking the folded clothes and handing them to Xagra.

"I'm sorry we didn't get to spend as much time together as I wanted, but it was enough for me to notice that you are stronger, smarter, and more thoughtful than the rest of your siblings.

"Your will is strong, my son, enough to tame our bloodlust and bring our shapeshifting curse to heel." Only then did Lith notice that the pup's form was even more stable than his father's, the changes in his body limited to his fur and eyes.

"Soon you'll grow big enough to fit my clothes and by then, I hope that you will also become a better King than I've ever been." Ikara knelt down to bring his head to the pup's level and look him in the eyes.

"I pass them to you intact as a testament of my determination and I hope that you'll do the same for your son. Yet remember, there is no shame in succumbing to our curse and adding a few stitches." _{fɾēewebnσveℓ.com}

The King showed the pup that the clothes were filled with cuts and patches left by their predecessors, and explained to him that they had been carefully sewn back every time a new king was crowned.

"These clothes are not perfect because not even a King is without a fault. If you own your mistakes and learn from them, you can even wear rags with pride. Do you understand?" Ikara forced Xagra to raise his gaze until the pup nodded.

"Ymnar. Phemet. I need your help." The Fomor and the orc shaman representatives walked to the King's either side and used their respective abilities to depower the Harmonizer.