Chapter 51 CHAPTER

CHAPTER 51

"You have to understand, Joaquin. I'm giving you this chance because I've been listening. I am the manifestation of all your wants and needs. I am the courage that you lack. I don't need anything from you— You are the one who needs me to help you. Why are you thinking that I'm going to do something wrong? How can I harm myself?"

'But is that the truth though?' Joaquin moved to Irlan's side and rested on the damp grass. He sat quietly, observing everyone with his keen senses. 'I don't know if it's true. Is he real? Or am I suffering something from the recent happenings?'

"Is something amiss?" Joaquin felt Irlan peruse him with a critical eye. He almost felt small with the young man's authority despite his young age. 'Where did Lance get him anyway?' He couldn't help but instinctively deduce that the child is from a family with great significance in the magic kind.

His power smelt like burnt flowers. An unusual scent from a magic user.