Legacy of the Dark Sage
When Kyran turned 18, his life turned upside down. The Royal Army raided his clan because his supposedly non-existent magic got exposed. On that fateful night, he was the only one who escaped. Up to the present, the status of his clan was unknown. A magic inheritance that became a curse, Kyran became a fugitive. Always on the run... living in fear when the Royal Army finally captures him. At least that's what most people thought... "I'll definitely save my family. And I will make all those who made my clan suffer pay tenfold. I'll make use of this magic they so feared, and show them what real terror is...." Disclaimer: The cover image isn't mine. I'll replace it when I finished mine.
Familiar Faces
Pheobe paled as soon as she heard Kyran mention leaving. She looked at him, wanting to speak her mind. But seeing the look of unmasked determination just from looking at his profile made her hesitate.
She had believed that once the matter of Kyran's identity was resolved, they could all live in peace in the Regis Estate again. Her strong belief was based on her understanding of his character.
The longest Kyran had been away from home was when he went to military school. Even then, after returning, he never left the estate. Now, after being away from the clan and experiencing life-and-death situations, he would surely not want a repeat of that.
Apparently, that was not the case.
Iulia had a different view of things. Thus, she asked, "Are you planning to help your father complete the formation and search for those missing people from the Conclave?"