40 Hes My Brother (2/2)

Light streamed out of the gla.s.s discs and landed on the silver-gla.s.s wall, creating a vivid moving image that was being played out before us. We watched the screen carefully and listened to the voices somehow coming out of it.

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Marla was talking to a shady looking old man in a ratty bowler hat and dirty grey overcoat covered in dirty stains and holes.

They exchanged words and went their own way.

She was walking confidently down a narrow, obscure lane and about to turn a corner when a couple of men in the next street made her pause and hang back to the shadows, so she could eaves drop on their conversation.

”That brat's more submissive now. Won't be long before we can control his ego completely.” Aidoneus smirked with an evil tinkle in his brown eyes.

He was dressed in a full black body suit to show off his muscly body, but also cover the silver scars that peaked out of his cuffs and collar occasionally when he moved. His hands and feet were covered in matching leather gloves and heavy rider boots.

”My dear, Hades Lion, do not underestimate that boy. He was reared by Trisellian and Melchizedek at Gat s.h.i.+em. They would've taught him well,” said the deep voice of another man we could only see his back. ”If he's the boy I remember, he naturally has a cunning mind.”

He was wearing a dark tweed overcoat, fedora had and plain black loafers with white spats. His exposed ear held a small silver crescent moon stud on his lobe. His coat collar was turned up, so his neck and most of his face was disguised.

”Bah. He's only a boy. I love corrupting his sweetness the most, especially thinking he's the brother of that Famine.” Aidoneus spat his disgust to the cobblestone path.

”Have all the fun you want with him, gently for now, please. The boy must not be broken too quickly. We need to maintain control of that Baleful Rider. Until we have means to do so without him, hold back.”

”Pft. So you want to put him in the Tank then? Kind of could use Triuta training.” Aidoneus licked his thin lips wickedly.

”We'll let Marlo decide. For now, do as you're ordered and nothing more.”

The men finalized their meeting and motioned to go their own ways.

Marla said a stealth spell and hurried out of the lane in the opposite direction before they could notice her.

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The box's light went out. The screen changed back to its blank silver-gla.s.s wall again. The lights returned to normal.

My heart swelled with anger and fear for Pesti. I wanted to find that Aidoneus and slay him again. Again and again and again. Torture that p.r.i.c.k, rip him apart, hurt him beyond imagining and revert his ego to null, so he wasn't a memory in anyone's mind. He will be nothing!

”FAMINE!” Deacon's voice bellowed into my ears that sent my head banging hard against the wall behind me.

When I returned to my senses I saw Death and War had taken seats closer towards the knights. The few seats before me were ripped out of their rows and lying haphazardly in the aisle.

”You have to learn how to control that emotion of yours!” Deacon scolded me. ”Need you not forget you contain the Power of Null! Even if it's a small bit.”

”That's my brother they were talking about,” I said when I regained composure. ”My baby brother.”

Tears slipped down my eyes, which I was unable to hold them back.

”I'm well aware, which is why we called you and your elder brothers to this council.” Deacon relaxed his tone of voice. ”You need to pay further attention. There is more.”

I nodded my head, feeling calmer but still uneasy.

Marilyn perched on my shoulder and rubbed her head against my neck with her form of a hug. She looked rugged with her feathers fluffed up all over the place and her silver-gla.s.s eyes were cloudy. Was this because my heart was in a poor state?

”Sweetie. Like, listen to the good man, he knows his stuff,” she soothingly whispered into my ear.

I took a few deep breaths to calm my emotional state further and a.s.sumed a new seat next to my brothers.

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