Supreme Magus novel Chapter 100

While Lith spoke with the Marchioness, everyone was having a conversation with their respective families, deciding how to face the incoming storm.

Everyone but Quylla, of course. She had no relatives, hence she never spent precious points for a communication amulet. Yet it was the second time already she was considering getting one.

The first time had been during the four days break. While the others had returned to their homes, she had remained in the academy. Even in her old village, she had always been surrounded by people.

The bustling noise of the daily activities had become part of her life.

But during the break, she had no lessons to attend, nowhere to go, and no one to talk to. Ever since Quylla had got her Ballot, she had become an outcast, but she never really noticed up until that point.

She would always spend so much time with her friends, that being alone once in a while was actually pleasant. During those four days, though, the silence had started to scare her.

Walking along the empty corridors, Quylla felt like she was traveling through the belly of a giant dead beast, with only her steps’ echo to keep her company. Being apart from Yurial or Phloria was meh, while from Lith was actually good, it gave her the time to sort her feelings.

The emotional rollercoaster she went through every time they met, was so frustrating that more than once she almost confessed, just to get rid of the uneasiness. Until the fear of being rejected kicked in, making her thank the gods for stopping her. _{ƒreewebηoveℓ.com}

What she really missed was Friya’s company. She didn’t know if Lith was her first love or just a crush, she never had experienced anything like that before. What she did know, was that Friya was the closest thing to a family she had ever had.

They would spend hours together, not only for studying, but also talking about their dreams and hopes once they graduated from the academy. She would listen to all the stupid little things that crossed her mind, her fears and anxiety and never judged her for that.

And now, seeing them talking to their parents, gave her a sense of estrangement.

- "I know it’s stupid, but maybe if I had one too, if I could call them whenever I want, I wouldn’t feel so... different. – She thought.

Velan Deirus, Yurial’s father, was so outraged that his eyes almost popped out.

"That Lukart scum. How dares treating my son like a dog? I was willing to remain on the sidelines, to see from which side we could profit the most. But this blatant lack of respect shows that if those old farts have it their way, there will be no future for us but servitude."

"What do you want me to do, father?"

"Tell Linjos what happened, get a Coward’s... I mean a Ballot, and then wait for my instructions. Don’t try to get revenge, if he is smart, Lyam has a Ballot too.

That little act was probably meant to either make you submit, or anger you enough to retaliate and get you expelled. Trying to recruit you like that makes no sense, unless they wanted to make us an example for other young magical families.

To show that they can reach us both on the inside and the outside. Would be a good plan, if we were some stuck-up self-righteous idiot nobles. I’ll play this game by my rules.

Don’t do anything stupid, son. Think before you act, and if anything new happens, contact me. Love you."

The conversation between Friya and his mother, Duchess Solivar was of a different tone.

"Sabotaging a new Headmaster? It has always happened, even to the most insignificant, petty bootlicker. Let alone to a young radical, uncaring for political gains." Her voice was bored.

"Everyone with half a brain knows there is a huge storm ahead, and I don’t plan getting caught in the middle of it. We will remain neutral. In every war, the real winner is the one that does not take part in it, profiting from both sides.

Whoever comes on top, I’m covered.

Contact me only if you need to get out of the academy. You are the first real mage of household Solivar, act as one. Take no unnecessary risks."

Then she hanged up the call.

- "Well, I love you too, mother. Thanks for asking me if I was all right or if I needed something. F*ck you and your precious Solivar household! I’ll do whatever I want. For once, I am in control. You need me, not the other way around! –

Friya was so angry that only Quylla’s worried face prevented her for throwing the communication amulet against a wall.

Phloria’s father, Orion Ernas, was of course well informed too. He was deeply involved in one of the factions that were closest to the Queen, so nothing she said was actually of any relevance, outside the attack on Yurial.