Nothing Like a Promise.

TEN YEARS AGO...

"You're Back,"

Elliott stopped to look at the top of the castle to find his brother, Cerzoan sitting atop the weird old tree that had no leaves but Instead, several crooked branches and a very dark bark.

Elliott had just returned from another one of his travels, this time he had returned from his visit to the kingdom of Sabaean, where King Eleazar ruled. Because he was a witch and felt out of place in the kingdom of Erandell which was ruled by Vampires, he's always felt out of place and has spent more than half of his life traveling around the world.

In the next minute, Elliott had appeared in the same room as his brother. Cerzoan, as always, looked unbothered and carefree. Both of them were the spitting image of the other, well, except of course their demeanor, hair, and eye color. Since Cerzoan was a Vampire, his Aura was very distinguishable from his brother's.

"How is dad?" Elliott asked.