His mind wandered further, touching briefly on mories of his previous life and the family he once had. Those mories brought a mixture of emotions—fondness, and acceptance. As his thoughts wandered between the past and present, his eyelids grew heavy, and he eventually drifted off to sleep.
That night, Renan’s dreams were filled with the faces of those he loved, both in this life and the one before.
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A kid about the age of 5 to 6 could be seen walking the streets, with an old man following him closely behind.
"Young lord, we should go back now. We have been out since morning, and now it’s getting late," the old man spoke in his old and rusty voice, his tone filled with both patience and concern.
Renan, who was currently walking at a leisurely pace, stopped in his tracks and turned back to look at the old man. His expression remained neutral, but his tone carried a hint of playful teasing as he said, "Ohh, what happened, Elder White? Don’t tell you’re already feeling tired from this small walk." His voice was laced with amusent, clearly trying to get under Elder White’s nerves.
Elder White, who had long since grown used to Renan’s antics and teasing, simply sighed instead of reacting as he had on the first day. "Young lord, it’s not because I’m tired," he began explaining in a calm voice. "It’s because tomorrow will be the day when your training officially starts, so it’s better if you go back and prepare yourself for what is about to co," Elder White continued, his expression unwavering.
Renan had expected Elder White to get annoyed, much like that first day when he had poked fun at him. But instead of the reaction he had been hoping for, he only received an explanation, which was a little disappointing. "Boring," he muttered under his breath as he turned around and started making his way back toward the castle, his pace slightly faster than before.
Elder White didn’t say another word. He simply followed behind Renan, maintaining his usual silent and watchful presence.
As Renan walked, his thoughts drifted. ’Ohh, finally, these boring days will be no more, and sothing interesting is going to happen after one whole year. Although this past year has been really repetitive and uneventful but thanks to Sylveria, Elowyn, and Nyria, who would visit once a week or month, I was able to get through it. Also, I have gotten quite close to them in that ti,’ Renan reflected, as he continued to think about various things.
"We are here, young lord," Elder White’s voice pulled him out of his thoughts.
"Ohh, right," Renan replied, glancing up at the massive castle doors in front of him.
"Anyway, since we are back, I will be going. Goodbye, young lord," Elder White said before vanishing into thin air.
Renan turned to say goodbye in return, but Elder White had already disappeared. Shaking his head slightly, he sighed and walked into the castle, heading straight to his room without stopping anywhere.
Renan, who finally reached his room, heard voices coming from inside and thought inwardly, ’Hmm, is Grandma Belinda here?’ He continued to walk, and after reaching the door of his room, he slowly opened it.
Opening the door, he saw two people—one sitting on the bed and one standing close to the window, looking through it. He imdiately recognized both of them. It was Sylveria and Elowyn. Sylveria was sitting on the bed, and Elowyn was standing close to the window. He smiled when he saw them and said, "Sylveria and Elowyn, you are finally here. Did you two not miss like other days when you would always co to spend ti with so early? Also, where is Grandmother Nyria? I don’t see her here. Is she with Grandma Belinda?" Renan asked, confused after not seeing Nyria, who would always visit with Sylveria and Elowyn, but today, only Sylveria and Elowyn were there.
Elowyn, who was standing close to the window, didn’t say anything but remained the sa as always—her cold expression and eyes looking down on everyone.
But Sylveria, who was quite expressive with her emotions and straightforward, didn’t stay silent and spoke with an awkward smile on her face. "Renan, how many tis do I have to tell you to call us sister or big sister, not by our na? It’s rude. We are a whole hundred years older than you."
"But you don’t lo—"
Sylveria interrupted Renan before he could finish and continued, "Also, were you not the one who asked your Grandmother to always bring us along when she ca?" Sylveria said as she stared at Renan, waiting for his answer.
Renan, who heard her complaining, made a sad face and asked, "So you don’t enjoy spending your ti with anymore?"
Sylveria, who saw Renan’s sad face, quickly spoke up. "No, it’s not that we don’t, but it’s just—huh, nothing. Forget I said anything," Sylveria said, sighing and shaking her head.
"Okay, so where is Grandmother Nyria?" Renan asked.
Sylveria, seeing Renan change his mood from sad to curious so quickly, looked at him with a deadpan expression and just sighed. "Whatever," she muttered before answering his question. "Grand Duchess had so work that she needed to do and told us to spend ti with you. She also said to tell you she was very sorry that she couldn’t co today but would visit another day," she finished.
"I see. So, Sylveria, do you know what work she had that made her unable to co today?" he asked and thought inwardly, ’is she on so mission.’
Sylveria’s lips twitched when she heard him address her as Sylveria instead of Sister Sylveria, but she didn’t point it out, already knowing he wasn’t going to stop. Instead, she simply answered his question. "No, I don’t."
Renan then turned his head toward Elowyn, who also shook her head left and right, indicating she didn’t know either.
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