Epilogue (2)

Castle Dragon's Crest

 

Theo Earhart

 

— My lord, returning from your lessons? — a cautious voice broke the evening stillness.

 

— Yes, — I replied without turning.

 

— Please, take care. The safety of the entire estate rests on your shoulders now.

 

I said nothing. I simply stepped forward, as if I hadn't heard. But after a few paces, whispers reached my ears from behind. I didn't need to look back to know—servants.

 

— Just a couple weeks ago, he was boasting he'd crush Lord Raphael at the tournament...

 

— And now he's been expelled from the academy. How pitiful.

 

— That's what pride without power leads to.