(From Luc's Perspective)
"If you think I will show rcy to the people who are rebelling against the Queen and even killed one of the Imperial knights, I might as well be one of those priests and press whatever flowers on a wound, pretending it's healing," Detrius said coldly.
"I am not saying we should not do sothing. I just think violence won't solve anything," Marquis Rudiger said. That guy always said weird things to etings as if he was a saint or sothing.
"Marquis, you must go to the temple three tis a week," I sneered.
"Why, Lord Luc, I go six tis a week," he said. Explore hidden tales at My Virtual Library Empire
Detrius waved him off annoyedly. "Then, go there and show kindness to your people. You do not need to co here next ti if you are going to spout so 'kindness' nonsense," he said, holding Dion with one arm. Dion was asleep and did not mind the loud talking. The fact that Detrius brought his newborn son to a eting was strange enough. But to , him caring for his son like that was stranger.
I never thought I would see this day.
Well, I had never thought he would marry in the first place. Although it was mandatory for Kings to marry to have legal heirs, Detrius never cared and I knew if he wanted to, he would just go on and never marry. But he married. He married a woman who I instantly liked and knew was good for him. I could relax.
Tis could change. People could as well. Every ti I looked at my best friend looking at his wife and now, his son, I was once again reminded how beautiful a family could be.
"How is Blue doing?" I asked after the eting. Ruby reminded , again and again, to make sure Blue was fine. She did not like how Blue always looked sleep deprived and tired.
I also was worried about Blue's health. Sothing just was not right.
"She must be in her workshop," Detrius replied.
I took Dion in my arms. He shifted a little but kept on sleeping. His parents were lucky to have soone so calm.
Ruby and I still did not plan to have any kids so soon. We wanted to consider everything before bringing a change into our lives. None of us felt the need to have a child so soon. Maybe we would wait a few years, or maybe we would never have kids at all. Either way, I did not care about it.
She was the one I loved and since I did not have any particular preference, whatever she would decide would be okay with .
"I t Calix on the way. He said Blue has cut her hair. Is it true?"
Detrius looked tired and… frustrated. It was rare to see him that way.
"Did sothing happen?" I asked.
"As a mage, do you feel the need to use your power in one way or another?" he asked without answering .
"The need to use my power? Well, it does feel good to use it even if it gets tired," I said.
"So, if you don't use your power for a while, like a whole day, you don't feel like you are losing your mind?"
"Of course not. There are days when I go without using my power for two days, especially when Ruby nags," I said.
"It must be different for dark mages then."
"Blue…"
"She can't sleep. She can't go without using her power. If she could, she would just stay cooped up in her workshop for days," he said, fisting his hands angrily. "And she…"
"What?"
"Nothing," he shook his head. "I don't know what to do with her. She is hurting, trust …"
Even if he did not tell , I knew what he wanted to say. 'She is changing'- this was what he wanted to say. I could see it too. Every single person who had seen her since the mont she had co here, or even knew her for a while, could see the change. The change was in her behavior, her actions, her thoughts, her personality, her style, everything.
Blue still had not told any of us fully about how she truly saved Detrius. She only said she took the poison out using her power. But how did she do it? How could she do it only then and not before? How could she figure it out right then?
There were a lot of questions. But no answer.
Detrius probably knew. But he would not say anything. It must be sothing serious. Why could I not know? If it was Blue, I would accept her nonetheless.
'What if she is sothing you cannot accept?' my subconsciousness asked .
But what was it that I could not accept? What could she be that would make and the people close to her question whether we could accept her or not? We accepted her when we found out she was a dark mage. We accepted her even after knowing she was the daughter of 'black lord'. We accepted her only knowing her for barely three years.
Because she gained our trust. She made us love her. She made us care for her. She deserved it, we believed.
Could she really be sothing that would make us hard to accept her? Or, impossible?
Dion made a noise, making return to reality. He was the spitting image of his father. It was sothing he would have to hear his whole life, along with the story of his brave mother.
I followed Detrius into Blue's workshop. It was ssy. I had not gone there in a while. It was ssier than I had last seen it.
I was not sure if I was more shocked to see Blue's hair or her state in general. Her hair was really short. She had cut a lot of hair and now it reached only her nape. It suited her.
But surely, her bloodied hands, her trembling hands did not suit her. Detrius had already grabbed her and was shaking with anger as he tried to not yell at her.
"I don't know what happened… My nose just started bleeding…," she mumbled innocently as she looked at her husband's worried face.
'Anger won't work, Detrius,' I said using my mind. Werewolves could communicate with each other using their minds.
He took a deep breath and kissed Blue's forehead. "You are exhausted. Let's go back now, hm? You can work later," he said as gently as he could. "Besides, Dion needs you. He has cried, you know?"
"He did?" she asked and looked at and Dion. "Luc, you are here too."
"I have co to have so tea with you," I said. "Co now. It's no use being here all the ti and not spending any ti with us. Give yourself a break and spend so ti with your brother too."
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