AM I THE DEVIL?

Andy's face darkened.

Yes, he was feeling guilty. Back then he had felt so jealous every time Andrew and Arthur were together. Though he had never truly been close to Andrew, and this was because his mother claimed he was being soft, and was going to allow Andrew to take over the throne. Honestly, he had never been interested in the throne.

He just wanted to compete with Andrew, not knowing exactly what he wanted. He had managed to get Arthur cast out of the kingdom, destroying his friendship with Andrew. All these and yet he still felt empty.

He could only come here and watch his brother being cold and lonely in his courtyard, while he felt nothing but frustrated. To rid of these thoughts, he turned to Nora and said.

"Well, I believe whatever I did is not up to a quarter of what you did to Anna back then. I believe when it comes to being evil, I still have a lot to learn from you. Do you think I don't know you've been coveting whatever Anna had, including the man Father wanted her to marry..."

" But sister, I don't get it...you want to marry a man you haven't seen before?? Is that why you keep rejecting all the dukes that have asked of your hand in marriage? Don't you think you're getting old? All the girls your age have gotten married with kids..yet you want to keep galavanting here for the sake of a faceless man??" Andy's darkened face had changed to that of curiosity.

" What? I don't deserve to marry him?? How is Anna better than me? Why do we get to marry those old dukes, while Anna gets to marry that exceptional man? Did you hear what Father said...that,...that man is the wealthiest in the kingdom, and Anna gets to be his only wife. This is unfair..." Nora spoke clenching her fist. She looked so wronged.

Andy shook his head, " Aren't you being childish? None of us have seen that man before. Don't you think this is a little too suspicious..."

" Who cares...father will never lie to us... I need to find a way to convince him so I can marry that man..." Nora said determined.

Andy could only shake his head. There was no convincing this chicken-brain sister of his.

Thinking about this unknown man, he suddenly remembered when he heard his father speaking to someone in his courtyard. He had heard clearly, the conversation was about Anna.

Though he couldn't grasp the whole thing, he had heard the mention of blood. When he got closer, he saw his father alone with no one else. To prevent his father from thinking he might have heard something. He didn't ask anything. He had wanted to talk to Andrew about it. But due to what he had done, he hadn't been able to approach him till now. He could only hide here and watch him.

Nora strutted off, heading in the direction of the king's courtyard. Looks like his sister was bent on convincing that old man. He decided to follow, he will like to hear what answer he gives to that chicken brain sister of his.

In the woods, Lucian and Nate were making their way home...

"Hey, Nate you haven't told me how you managed to convince your father to let you skip his training..." Lucian asked. He just remembered Nate was supposed to have his morning training with his dad, yet he skipped and managed to train with him in the woods.

"Ooh, I didn't have to do any convincing. As I said, I have charmed the heavens with my dashing look so they got the palace to summon him yesterday. How cool is that..."

Lucian shook his head...

" Summoned?? Why has he been summoned?" Lucian asked squinting his eyes.

" I ...This, I really don't know..." Nate said, also wondering. He had not bothered to ask his father the reason because he was glad he wouldn't need to cook up an excuse for wanting to skip his morning training with him.

When they got close to the cottage, Lucian stopped. He had sensed some strange magic, and it seemed to come from none other than the cottage right in front of him. His home???

' Someone is practicing sorcery in your house, I think it's your grandmother... I dislike sorcerers...' Raphael's voice rang in Lucian's head...

'Sorcery?? What is that...' Lucian asked in his head.

'They are people who practice strange magic... While we draw the power in us into action, they draw the power from objects or beings surrounding them by drawing so many stupid sketches on the ground. They can cause a lot of damage if they have access to much power...in short, I call them the art weirdos...but don't worry they are never a threat to us. The question is, why is your grandmother practicing one?'

Lucian narrowed his eyes...yhh why was she practicing one??

"Little god, is everything ok?? Have you sensed anything again..." Nate asked curiously. Whenever Lucian acted this way, then something was wrong.

"It's fine, let's go... we'll talk about it later..." he said and headed straight into the cottage, with Nate following from behind.