As they journeyed back through the oath that the Lycan king had given them, Erik was quiet.
The others were all chatty about what had happened.
"I am so happy that they gave us a different path." Rowan said. "I kept on thinking about how we were going to cross that bloody godforsaken path."
"Especially the wooden bridge that had already been destroyed." Elyon nodded in agreement.
Erik stayed behind with Xaden walking quietly.
Their horses were now tired and so they had all come down from the horses and were strolling alongside with them.
"You never told me that the king was your father." Xaden finally asked what everyone else was thinking. "You told us that you came from the Isle and you were born there but you somehow omitted the fact that you are the next heir to that throne."
"It was not important." Erik replied. "And he is not my father. It was only a long time ago."
Xaden was quiet again.
It was obvious that Erik wanted to keep his thoughts to himself.
After a short while of an unusual silence, Erik finally spoke up.
"It was a long time ago." Erik said. "The king lived there for a long time ago, and then he met my mother. Together they had me. But that was not enough, by this time the Queen had already blessed the Lycans with their gift. He wanted more and tried to use the cup for his own selfish benefit. My mother warned him but he did not listen. In the end we all paid for it. She took me and a number of Lycans along away from the kingdom. We were the only ones that escaped. I have not been there until now."
Xaden breathed in. "I thought the myth of the isle of lycanthrope had been on for centuries."
"Yes it has." Erik replied.
Xaden gave an awkward laugh. "Of course that can not be. If it were, then you would
Be over-
Xaden could not finish the words. It finally hit him.
And then he looked at Erik with a new and keen interest and the sudden surprise.
"Are you saying that you are-?" Xaden still could not finish the sentence.
"Over a thousand years old?" Erik asked and then nodded. "Yes I am."
Xaden was unsure of what next to say.
Never in his wildest dreams had he thought that Erik who was his second in command was the heir to a mythical lycan kingdom or that he was over a thousand years old.
"I did not know that." Xaden managed eventually.
"People don’t." Erik said. "The curse laid on my father followed the son. He is immortal and i believe I am in a sort of way. Once I hit the age of thirty one I stopped aging completely. It is not a past I am proud of. It is something I wish I could hide. And I had done a good job of it until now."
"I am sorry that I dragged you into this." Xaden apologizes.
Erik shrugged. "It is one of those things. And remember you did not drag me, I most certainly did it with my own volition."
"What do you think is going to happen then? To all those people? Your people? Will they remain there for all eternity?" Xaden asked.
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