Chapter 1351 - Pecking Order (Part 1) (1/2)

”Now stop wasting my time and start practicing Spirit Magic.” Faluel said.

”Am- Am I really this good?” Tears veiled Friya's eyes as she couldn't decide whether to cry or jump in joy.

”First, being so happy right after someone died is bad manners, child. Show some respect to your colleagues.” The Hydra stared at her coldly. ”Second, I own your a.s.s for the next 100 years. If by then I don't trust you, I will not hesitate to put you down.

”Third, you'd better get to work. You're still a liability, I just gave you the means to defend yourself. Whoever killed Lark, might target you the next since it would mean striking at the Ernas and me at the same time.”

***

One month later.

The death of Count Lark caused a delay in the Royal Gala. Security had to be strengthened and the investigation required the help of many important figures in the Kingdom, leaving them no time for parties.

Yet the Council of Awakened had no such problem. Lark was a speck of dust to them and they didn't care for anyone but their own kin. Securing Kalla and Faluel took them little effort, especially since everyone did their part in order to meet Lith as soon as possible.

”This is unfair!” Quylla w.h.i.n.ed. ”Now I'm the only one who can't come to the Council.”

”That's not true, babe. There's always me and mister mopey face here.” Morok tried to embrace her at the end of the Domination lesson in which Friya had taken part, but Quylla angrily dodged.

”Don't call me babe! We only had one date.”

”Not for lack of trying on my part! It's not my fault if you're locked in your home and your father sends the Royal Guards after me every time I tried visiting.” Morok replied.

”Maybe if you didn't hit on my mother before asking to see my room, he would have tolerated your presence. On top of that, suggesting Mom to get divorced was really rude!”

”I never said that. I only told your mother that she's really hot for her age and that she could aim for much better than a hairy brute with mean eyes. Then, I just pointed out that Lith is much better looking and that he appreciates older women, I wasn't suggesting anything.” Morok clenched his heart as if she had stabbed him.

”It sure sounded like a not-so-veiled advice. My father is already strict about dates, threatening his marriage did more than put you on his black list, it put you on his hit list!” Quylla snarled.

”I'm sorry, but the Council's rules are stricter than your father.” Faluel chimed in to put an end to that bickering. ”I can't bring non-Awakened, no matter who they are. As for you, Friya, always stick with me and talk as little as you can.

”We're going to kick more than one hornet nest today since I doubt that the humans are going to like that after a mixed Guardian bloodline, I also got a hexa-streaked woman as my apprentice. Those like you are very rare.”

Friya gulped at the thought of being in the same class as Silverwing, Menadion, and Queen Sylpha. If before her competition was tough, now making a name for herself would be nigh-impossible.

”Don't worry, Quylla. I'll try to bring back home a hot stud for you as well.” She said in an attempt to calm her nerves.

”Don't you dare!” Morok said.

”Fingers crossed!” Quylla replied, almost making him cry.

”What the heck are you doing?” Faluel said after noticing that her disciples were following her in random order.