4 A New Home

While I was reading the letter the priestess suddenly got up and left the room.

After a while had passed, I had finished reading the letter and was reorganizing my thoughts.

Suddenly just like when she left, the priestess came back.

I looked at the door to see who it was, it was the priestess. The old man and the woman that looked like his mother had also followed her.

A lot of things were going through my mind, but I had to know what my bloodline is, as that took priority over everything else because I needed to know if that was going to affect how I am going to live starting from now.

"Father, Karius, said that you two would explain better than him about my bloodlines."

I was the first person to say something.

"I'm sorry if I appear rude, but we have never introduced ourselves and it would be weird to always be calling you guys by, well, you guys. I'm Tir, I think that was already in the letter, but it never hurts to be sure."

I try to say without letting my emotions show in my face.

"My name is Marie Cecil, this man is named Dust Eld and the priestess who healed you is..."

The Priestess interrupted Marie that was going to introduce her...

"I'm Aria Abel, I'm very indebted to this family so when they said that they needed help I came running to help"

... And said that with a proud face.

"Still, I never imagine that Dust had a grandchild, I wonder where Karius is right now..."

"He died."

I give a short reply.

Crack

The sound of glass breaking.

I look to find the three looking at me as if not believing what they heard.

"Tir, boy, did he... did Karius really die?"

Dust asked while grabbing my shoulders really strongly.

"Would a son lie about his own father's death? He died while saving me."

I say not hiding that I am mad about the question, do I really look like someone that would lie about such a thing?

"No... sorry..."

Dust put his hands on his face.

"Stupid son of mine... To not even say goodbye to your father..."

The one that received the most shock was Dust, it seems they didn't read the letter yet, to only discover father's death now.

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An hour passed with Aria trying to console them and the sound of crying resonating in the room.

"Boy, what do you plan to do from now on?"

Dust was the first one to get back from the shock and asked me a question.

"I... I will enter the Central Kingdom School, that was father's wish and I wish to make it true."

"Karius wish... We have to make that true, don't we Marie?"

When he said that Marie started to recompose herself and after a bit of silence she answered.

"We indeed have to make that true."

Marie said while wiping away her tears.

"Tir, I believe you don't know what is necessary to enter the school, right?"

Marie suddenly asked me a question.

"I don't know"

Before I could even finish my answer another question came.

"You also need to learn what is and how to control your bloodline, right?"

I wonder where she wants to get with these questions.

"Yes, I do"

And again, before I can finish my answer she interrupts me saying something else.

"Then, do you want to study and train here until the new school term begins? Not that you have a choice, sending you to the world would be equal to death to you right now, we will just keep you here by force for a while."

I'm kind of stunned by what she said.

They will keep me here by force?

Father has sent me to some forceful, yet good people.

"I really don't have a choice, huh..."

I say making a hopeless face.

"No, you don't."

And Marie answered with a devilish-like smile.

"They make the same smile..."

Aria said something that makes me remember a thing I wanted to ask.

"I know that Dust is my grandfather or something of the like, but I wonder what is Marie's blood relation with me."

Marie looks at me with a surprised face.

"I mean, we look alike a lot, even Aria said that our smiles are the same"

I say completing my phrase from before.

"I'm your aunt, your mother was my older sister."

She says with a face that's as if she is remembering something and next mutters something I couldn't hear.

[Sister] was the only thing I heard of her mutter, so I guess it's about my mother.

"Well, I guess we will be taking care of you then."

She says as if all that was sad never happened, no, I guess that isn't it, it's more likely that she is trying to forget it only for now.

That was how my stay in the place I would later call my second home began.