220 Brothers

Inside Cardan's room. 

''Was this made to hold my princess captive?" Aleister glanced at the pond in Cardan's room.

''To torture inside the place of her liking for visual pleasure,'' Cardan sat back on the bed, crossing his arms in front of his chest. 

Aleister glanced at the man and without speaking a word, he raised his hand and pointed his finger towards the pond. 

A golden streak shot out of his finger and landed straight at the pond with a loud 'crash'. The water caught fire as the flower and candle decoration atop it gradually started withering away. 

"I can see your powers are recovering well."

Aleister glanced at his hand, nodding quietly.

Cardan sighed, ''This is the first time you came to my room yet you had to damage my things,'' he glanced at the man, ''That's not how an elder brother is supposed to behave.''