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.
It was already late in the afternoon at the Tower of Conclave when Stella rushed back to her study with a tray of food floating behind her.
Going back a few hours, Stella had planned to keep Kyran company while he read and study magic. That way, if he encountered something he did not understand, she could explain it to him. However, she received a message from Malek through her private channel, telling her about some paperwork they had to deal with the Chamber of Commerce. Thus, she collected some introductory books on magic that Kyran could start with before excusing herself to attend to her duties as the Lord of the Tower.
Stella and Malek met at her office, located on the top floor of the south tower. This office was where she normally met with the council members to discuss business matters of the Conclave.
Before discussing the Chamber of Commerce business, Stella first asked Malek about the progress on the tasks she assigned to everyone a few days ago.