Chapter 76Aeron snapped awake with a jolt, his eyes flying open as he found himself lying on the damp forest floor. A sense of disorientation washed over him as he took in his surroundings. The dense forest stretched out before him, the towering trees casting long shadows that danced in the soft light filtering through the canopy above. He recognized the place immediately; it was just outside the borders of his kingdom, a place he often retreated to for solace and contemplation.As he tried to recall how he had come to be there, a sharp, piercing pain throbbed in his temples, causing Aeron to wince. He pressed a hand to his head, willing the headache to subside. Slowly, the pain began to ease, and memories flooded back into his mind with startling clarity.Augustine, his beloved wife, and their sweet daughter, the light of his life. His heart ached at the thought of them. And then, the betrayal of his own brother, Oswald, who had orchestrated a plot against him in a bid for power. A
Chapter 77Aeron stood in the distance, hidden behind a clump of trees, watching as Myra carefully buckled baby Allistar into his car seat. He couldn't help but smile as he saw the happy family, his heart swelling with both joy and sadness. He longed to be with them, to protect them, but he knew it was safer for them if he stayed hidden.As Myra got into the driver's seat and started the car, Aeron made a move to leave. But something caught his eye - a car parked a little way back, with a man wearing a nose mask and a hoodie sitting behind the wheel. Aeron's instincts instantly went on high alert. Something about the man felt wrong, and Aeron couldn't shake the feeling that he needed to stay and watch.As they started driving, Aeron's suspicions were confirmed. The man in the car behind Myra's began to follow them, keeping a safe distance but clearly tailing them. Aeron's mind raced as he tried to think of a reason for the car to be following them, but deep down, he knew it couldn't b
Chapter 78Baron stood before Oswald's imposing door, knocking vigorously in a desperate attempt to grab the king's attention. The minutes stretched on, and there still wasn't any response. Frustration etched across Baron's face as he sighed, muttering to himself, "Not again."Determined to enter, Baron extended his hand toward the lock, fingers flexing with practiced ease. A soft incantation left his lips, and a subtle glow enveloped the lock. The magical energies worked their charm, and the lock yielded, allowing Baron to push the door open. As the entrance creaked, revealing the intimate scene within, Baron's eyes widened with surprise.Oswald, entwined with a maiden, seemed oblivious to the intrusion. The atmosphere was charged, and even Baron's magical entrance failed to disrupt their passionate encounter. Unfazed, they continued until they were done, and Baron found himself an unwelcome witness to their liaison.Oswald, not missing a beat, instructed the maiden to leave, leaving
Chapter 79Myra takes a deep breath, her heart racing, as she watches Allistar playfully warp another steel spoon into an abstract sculpture. She can't help but feel a mix of awe and frustration at her one-year-old's impressive abilities. She reaches out, trying to take the spoon from Allistar's small hands, but she simply giggles and grabs another utensil, ready to bend it as well."Allistar, please stop doing that," Myra pleads, her tone filled with both concern and exasperation. But her words fall on deaf ears as Allistar continues to manipulate the spoon effortlessly. It's as if the hard, sturdy steel was as malleable as soft plastic. Myra sighs heavily and sinks into the couch, contemplating the implications of her son's extraordinary powers.She knew Allistar would inherit some of her father's unique abilities, but she never expected them to manifest at such a young age. It both fascinated and worried her, knowing that humans weren't generally receptive to these extraordinary gi
Chapter 80Aeron wandered through the dense forest, his mind heavy with the burden of making amends with the enemies he had unwittingly forged. Knowing they would attack him on sight, he pondered the need for a mediator. Suddenly, a name flashed in his thoughts – Pelenore, a powerful wizard who had once collaborated with his father. Though challenging, Pelenore was his only choice. Determined, he changed direction, setting his course for Pelenore's dwelling.Upon reaching the shabby cabin, Aeron raised his hand to knock, but a raspy voice from within invited him in. "Enter, son of Levi."The door creaked open, revealing the aged wizard. The room was dimly lit, with flickering candles casting eerie shadows across the walls. Aeron's eyes fell upon Pelenore. They stood face to face, with Pelenore's intense gaze shooting daggers at him.Silence hung heavy in the air, and Aeron could feel the weight of Pelenore's disappointment and anger. Without warning, the sorcerer swiftly picked up a s
Chapter 81The shabby cabin stood alone in the deserted outskirts of the kingdom, its worn-out wooden planks unable to hide the secrets that lingered within. The night was cast in shadow, a cloak of darkness that seemed to wrap itself around the figure standing just outside. Their presence was enigmatic, a silent observer of the world around them. The sound of footsteps echoed as Aeron departed, leaving behind an air of tension in their wake. It was then that the figure, slowly and deliberately, stepped forward towards the cabin, and with a swift motion, removed their cloak.Pelenore, consumed by his task, barely glanced up, his voice laced with contempt as he spoke. "Baron? What brings you here?" His eyes remained focused on the task at hand, his hands skillfully arranging the potions on the crude wooden table."Father!" Baron's voice rang out, brimming with anger. Pelenore finally looked up, his gaze meeting the piercing eyes of his estranged son. There was a flicker of disappointme
Chapter 82As Baron paced around in Oswald's chamber, his mind was racing with worry. He had just returned from seeing his father, and the conversation had left him feeling uneasy. Oswald, who was sitting at his desk, looked up at Baron and finally spoke up. "Baron, will you stop pacing and tell me what the problem is? You're making me anxious with all this back and forth."Baron stopped and turned to face Oswald. "Your Majesty, I'm just returning from seeing my father," he began. "And something he said has me worried."Oswald's expression softened as he leaned back in his chair. "What did he say that has you so concerned, Baron?"Baron sighed heavily and ran a hand through his hair. "I saw Aeron coming out from my father's cabin," he confessed.Oswald's eyebrows shot up in surprise. "Aeron? What was he doing with your father?""I confronted my father about it," Baron continued. "And he told me that Aeron came to ask for his help."Oswald let out a shaky laugh. "Surely your father ref
Chapter 83Simon handed Myra a cup of steaming hot coffee, which she accepted gratefully. Her tired eyes showed the weight of sleepless nights that had taken their toll on her. He settled down next to her, concern etched across his face."Why didn't you scream, Myra?" Simon asked softly, his voice filled with worry. "The neighbors might have heard and come to your rescue."Myra sighed, her gaze fixed on the steam rising from the cup in her hands. "I didn't have the chance, Simon. The burglar knocked me out before I could react."Simon's regret was evident as he replied, "If I had known, I wouldn't have gone for that meeting. I would have been here to protect you."Myra placed a hand on his knee, reassuringly. "Don't beat yourself up about it, Simon. I'm fine. It's just a traumatic experience."Simon's concern deepened as he inquired, "Did the burglar take anything?"Myra hesitated, her thoughts briefly drifting to the harrowing details of the attack. She decided against divulging thos