17 What is the Truth? (1/2)
John stroked his chin with a smile. ”I don't think it's ever too late to start cultivating. I'm sure your son would love for you to live longer at least.”
Anna's body shook as she leans on the table. ”Maybe but our inheritance has long been broken.”
”Oh? but I saw you use one of the Emerald families phrases to burst forth with might earlier.” He questions with a raise of his eyebrow while reclining in his seat.
”It's one my father knew.” She sighed. ”He always told me it's dangerous to use a phrase that's not your own. I wouldn't have used it if it wasn't to save Franklin.” Rubbing her head in frustration she continued. ”Honestly I don't even know if my father was given his own phrase or if like me he learned it from someone else.”
”I think that's likely so.” The old man wisely nodded. ”From what I know there is quite a unique ceremony were those with the blood of the Emerald family would learn a phrase best suited for them.” He held up his hand as he saw the woman's eyes flash with hope. ”I, of course, know nothing of the details.”
Her head sank to the table with sorrow. ”Yes, there's no reason why you'd know such a secret. Perhaps only the Emerald king remembers.”
”Honestly I haven't heard many good things about the Emerald king. Perhaps you shouldn't put so much faith in him.” The old man looked to the distance like he was seeing the long forgotten past. ”There is only death on that path.” Pausing he looked the woman in the eyes. ”Is that truly what you want for your son?”
”Of course not!” She yelled clenching her fists. ”Yet there is no future for us like this. How much farther can we run?”
”You could always return to the Emerald family.” He said while eyeing the lass.
Anna's eyes burst forth with hatred. ”Those traitors and bastards besmirch our ancestors!” She cried flinging the table away in a rage. ”When the Emerald king is unsealed where will they hide!?”
Watching the tantrum John could only feel depressed. ”Truly, even after all this time, the hatred burns so brightly. I don't understand the obsession with the Emerald king.” Flipping his hand the table flew back into its position. He gestured for the enraged woman to sit back down. ”He's been gone so long even when I was alive it was only rumors and legends.”
With a harrumph, Anna grumpily sat down. ”It's true that someone like me knows nothing. Still, I know he was powerful!” She gestured violently to punctuate her point. ”Not even the strongest powers could subdue him. Finally, though he was sealed due to the betrayal of those bastards.”
John smiled ”Such determination. What you said seems to be the truth for the most part. However, I know not the details.” With a wave of his hand, a set of teacups appeared. ”Here calm your nerves. If you'd like I could tell you what I do know of this ancient powerhouse.”
As she went to grab her cup she noticed her hand was still shaking with agitation. She grabbed her arm and let out a breath settling her nerves. ”I would love to hear about my heroic ancestor.” She smiled while taking a sip of tea.