43 Expedition of Redemption (1/2)
”He should be out by now, right?”
Dean whispered to Pierre and waited for a response.
”Well, I was heard it was supposed to be today.”
Uncertainty filled his voice but Dean tried to ward off any uncomfortable feelings he had
Dean had realized a pivotal point that caused a majority of his anxiety.
What if Anne and Pierre were scheming to back stab him?
Was what he thought in the past.
They had already proved that they would be willing to ruin Christian which caused a temporary serene peace in Dean's heart.
He had to constantly remind himself of one thing: They aren't enemies. It was extremely difficult when he thought of Rose but due to Ayesha, every single thought of resentment was soothed and less intense.
His resentment was not one that would drive him to the brink of insanity, testing his self control but rather one that was just in mind.
They were currently waiting outside of the Disciplinary Actions building where few people would be brought in for minor acts such as irregular behavior during class.
The door had finally open, revealing a young youth.
Dean was very surprised by Christian's new appearance.
Pale face that seemed to be isolated from blood, disheveled shaggy hair. Black rings beneath his eyes and red claws marks on his arms.
The marks probably originated from all the scratching that was done but Dean clearly understood what had actually happened.
Silent Prison was a place that made sure it would torment anybody that entered its domain. Christian did indeed look like a person experiencing rough times however the evidence was poorly done.
If Dean had to guess how long Christian was actually inside Silent Prison, he would guess around less than a week.
It was obvious that this was fake!
Red scabs had barely turned into a more appropriate color and shows that the incident was probably only recent. No other physical injury was clearly seen besides those small cuts.
For 2 months, Dean would have expected the body to be covered with many scabs and a freakish look that would be stuck on this person's face.
What happened to Christian seemed to barely have any effect.
Instead of being brought to the brink of insanity, Christian looked like he was scolded horrendously and was now in fear.
Dean blamed it on Christian's family background that allowed his sanity to still be kept safe.
The only profit he had made from what happened to Christian was that his reputation crashed to the ground in the miserable fashion.
He already had a few sketchy rumors due to his desires on woman but now with this incident, the evidence would slowly unfold as the threat of suppression was thrown out the window.
Christian's charisma was on the brink of collapsing while his efforts in creating Autarch Society left a shallow internal support.
They were indeed a threat to any external force however their internal affairs was the one thing that will limit him.
Ambition can lead a man to greatness but without a force is nothing.
Fiddling with the quote in his head, Dean smiled.
Fate was a mystical thing in Christian's mind.