- Maybe… - I replayed with caution.
- I understand your father is a very influential man here in Mor... – Fester purred.
That was cruel enough... why did she bring it up? How they discovered the root of my internal scarring?
- Of all the Clarus our dearest Kristma's father is the most important... is Vastus his name?
Shit! It's can't be true! How did she find out his name? It can only mean... my mother...
- After his first lady died by mysterious causes he replaced her with a Clarus pallaki then he took to himself her caste… did you know that kris?
Tears flowed from my face. It was too much for me. My mother was dead, my father's scoundrel on the rise and the worst... for mysterious causes which is only a popular name for murder… he killed my mother! After selling me, abandoning me, torturing my mother several times while I cried hiding under my bed now he kills her!
Suddenly a buzz takes shape behind the doors. Fester, Suzan and the other pallakis perceive the same movement and immediately they return to their neutral countenances.
Of all the people who composed the choir afflicted Cael's voice was more desperate than all.
- Here she is? Here is Ilyada? No Bruyel! Don't tell me this!
- But my Master… - A calm and timid male voice whispered in response to Cael's uncontrolled voice.
- I don't wanna hear you more!
With a single punch Cael opened the door and entered the dining room with impetus.
- Fester!
- Yes my Master…
- Did you see Ilyada?