214 || Chapter 209 || Sovereignty

"Everything unfolded with the death of your grandfather."

The man's words flowed out with ease. The tips of his midnight hair caressed the rough body of the tree. Sunbeams gently dappled over his form like a twinkle of light. 

Inside the youth's mind, Moulin felt slightly conflicted in confused. However, there was no change on his expressionless face as he listened. His bare hand reaches to caress the white and black fur of the wild little beasts slumbering by his side. There were no obvious questions that wished to escape his mouth. Moulin knew Aedion would give it to him if he waits.

Once more, Aedion spoke with a low voice, and the young man with exquisite features and eyes of silver listened quietly. 

"A long time ago, The Fraunces and The Hercullios had a bond. There was peace between ours and your people since the end of the Red War. They were sworn brothers."

Moulin lifted his eyes and stared ahead. "Our families?"