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Mathias stepped into Zenith’s study room, noticing it was only Cassandra that stood at the door. Zenith did not lift up his eyes to see him because he knew who was coming in.

“Lycan King,” He greeted, bowing slightly. “Divine is awake and he asks to see you.” He informed him. Instantly, he dropped what he was reading and gazed up at him. A shadow flickered over his face and he slowly blinked it away as he rose to his feet.

He knew meeting his nephew will spark memories he has been trying so hard to forget and he knew that they will likely discuss it and he might break the bored façade he had managed to put on for years.

The both of them said nothing as they took the strenous walk to the healer’s place. A place which is hidden from people from the palace.

“What a surprise visit!” The Healer’s voice rang out and Zenith watched him blankly. He still did not know what his name was. After the time he had saved him... He still refused to tell him in his name.

The man dressed in a black cloak