Althaia lifted her head up and looked at Siderius. She removed her helt slowly.
"I don’t know what to say to the Exalted Lady." Althaia’s voice trembled.
"You will tell her the truth. That you et an enemy you cannot defeat." Siderius said.
Althaia took a deep breath and stood up. She nodded at Siderius before turning her back and went away.
Ashe looked over to Damien, "You don’t seem to be that upset about us letting her go. She is your captor."
Damien smiled, "That beast of a woman might be my enemy. But she treated well on our journey. Because of that, I hold no grudge against her."
Siderius approached Damien. He summoned Silver Hawk again to slice the chain on him quickly.
"You aren’t a third rank swordsman. But you have a Spirit Blade. How?" Damien said.
"How do you know I am not?"
"Because I am one. I can sense your willpower. It is imnse. Much more than anyone I’ve seen but it’s only Iron Will. Not the willpower of a Spirit Blade."
"I guess we will never know the truth then."
"Argh, keep your secret then."
"Where is my manners? The na is Siderius Snow Satterblade, Baron of Eldoria."
Damien widened his eyes a little bit, "Eldoria? Why are you here?"
"I ca to visit Quinlan a while ago and conducted so business. What about you? Why did you get caught by the Glacirius?"
Damien sighed heavily, "I lost."
Siderius let Damien on the back of his horse. They went away from the area, preventing Althaia from returning with reinforcents. Then Siderius found a secluded place to set up camp.
There was a river nearby so he tossed so clothes to Damien for him to go bath. He and Ashe stayed behind to prepare so food for the evening.
When Damien returned, he was no longer the dirty beggar from before. Traits of the handso Evening Sword returned sowhat, but not entirely. He still looked ragged and tired, missing the light that made him who he was.
Damien saw Siderius and Ashe kneeling at the campfire. They seed to be in a trance or so sort. When he was close enough, Siderius opened his eyes.
"Finish?"
Damien nodded.
Siderius glanced at Damien’s hand. His right hand was cut off, leaving an empty wrist.
Damien pulled his sleeve down and covered his right hand.
"What happened?" Siderius asked.
"I was cut by Victor. He wanted to make sure that even if I managed to get back to the capital, I would no longer be useful."
Damien’s eyes lowered and didn’t et Siderius.
"Co. Sit down. Tell us what happened." Siderius gently said.
Damien told the two of them of the current civil war in Everia.
Everything happened when the King of Everia, Magnus Theistius, died because of an accident during hunting.
The Lord of North, Erdemir Glacirius, was accompanying the King at that ti.
The Queen, Diana Argentius, accused the Lord of the North of treason and captured him.
All the Great Houses were inford very soon.
The North announced their independence from Everia right after. Erdemir’s first son, Victorus Glacirius, claid the throne and beca the first ever King of Glacirium.
They had been fighting for months now. The capital underestimated Victor because of his young age but that was where they were wrong.
Victor stayed true to his na and continued to win battles despite the disadvantages he had. Many Minor Houses had joined the new Glacirium Kingdom and betrayed Everia.
As of the mont, Everia was split into two areas. The south, as old Everia. And the north, the land of snow, the new kingdom Glacirium.
As a mber of a loyal house to the throne, and also the strongest swordsman in the kingdom, Damianos Argentius was tasked to attack Glacirium.
Unfortunately, he lost.
The kid was rely a first rank swordsman. But he was incredible in strategy and large scale battle. Damien’s army was brought to its knees and he was captured by them.
They contacted the capital and wished to exchange Damien for the life of Erdemir, their original lord.
"Why didn’t I hear any of this on our journey?" Siderius’ brow furrowed.
Damien chuckled, "It is an embarrassnt for Everia to have a Great House betrayed them. They will try to keep this a secret as much as possible in the South."
"We have been dragged into a war." Siderius mumbled.
"Don’t worry. As long as you can get back to the capital. My father will reward you greatly. We won’t force you into any war." Damien said.
Siderius shook his head, "No. That’s not how it works. Fate has already decided that I will be dragged into this war one way or another.
I just don’t know what that is yet."
"Are you serious? Are you a Seer or sothing?"
"I’m not a Seer. But I can see the hidden layers of this world.
Eat. And rest. We will talk more in the morning."
For a long ti, Damien had a good and full al. The Glacirius didn’t treat him too badly. They kept the bare minimum of decency for a prisoner of war like him. But still, the best he could have was so porridge.
"at truly is the best thing in the world." Damien snickered while munching on the rabbit leg.
It was unthinkable that this lowly looking man was once the greatest swordsman in the entire kingdom. He had lost himself in pain and in suffering.
The man slept through the night and snored like a fat cat.
The next morning.
"Well. Are you going to lead back to the capital?" Damien said.
Siderius shook his head, "Not right now. We need to visit soone in the North. Basilus Adracius, you know him?"
Damien’s expression imdiately darkened, "You know who he is, right?"
"He’s a descendant of the previous royal family."
"There is a civil war going on. It’s the perfect opportunity for him to raise an army. And if he sees , he would want to get rid of ."
"As long as I am here. He won’t. Unless you want to go on a solo journey to the capital."
The North was filled with soldiers of Glacirium. Going alone was a death sentence. Damien had no choice but to follow Siderius to see Basilus.
Kynidus stayed in a castle. Regulus stayed in a small wooden cabin. As for Basilus, he stayed in a cave of a snowy hill.
"We have arrived."
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