Kylan
As soon as I finished talking, the table was full of confused faces. No one spoke right away.
Sora and Lian frowned at each other like they were trying to make sense of it. Trinity and Dylan stared at me as if I was crazy, and Nate chuckled like it was a laughing matter.
“So…what you’re saying is,” he frowned, “that your brother, who we are supposed to be fighting tomorrow, is asleep?”
“Yes,” I answered. “And I just want to be clear. It really wasn’t me.”
I heard Violet let out a quiet sigh beside me.
She straightened a little and looked around the table, biting her lips nervously. “It was me,” she said. “I know it was.”
“No, you don’t know that.”
“It could’ve only been me,” she interrupted. “It must’ve happened around the time Baelor…you know. That’s the only explanation, and we both know it.”
I shook my head. “Then it could’ve been me too.”
I wasn’t completely oblivious.
Just like her, I also knew what it felt like to have something that powerful inside me. It was overwhelming, dark, and strong enough to break through the box’s barrier. But she wasn’t taking the blame.
I wasn’t letting her.
Dylan suddenly clapped his hands together. “Well, good riddance then,” he said. “Makes life easier. I suggest one of us goes upstairs, wraps a hand around his throat, and chokes him to death while we’re at it.”
A surprised laugh escaped me. “We can’t do that.”
“I know. Relax,” he added quickly. “I was just joking.”
“Barely,” Trinity said dryly.
“We can’t kill him,” I reminded them. “The old man was very clear at hinting that killing a vessel isn’t smart, no matter how tempting.”
Even if he would die, someone would have to answer for it publicly. There would be execution level consequences.
“Kayden will wake up tomorrow,” I shared. “There’s a reason why all of this is coincidentally happening right before the full moon, and he will wake up tomorrow.”
I leaned back in my chair, waiting for anyone to challenge me, but it never happened.
“I agree with Kylan,” Violet said. “I also think he’ll wake up. All of this is very calculated, and if I had never—”
I slammed my hand over her mouth until there was nothing more than her muffled words. I didn’t want to hear her taking the blame again, and I was very serious. I really wouldn’t let her.
“So we still prepare for tomorrow?” Nate asked.
“Yes, we do.”
“There are seven of us. We should be fine,” Nate nodded.
There was no doubt Kayden was preparing for tomorrow, so we had to do the same. We had to be prepared as well.
“S-seven?” Sora whispered.
Nate chuckled. “Yes, you make it seven, right?”
She shifted in her chair, suddenly restless. Her fingers fidgeted in her lap as she glanced around the table until her eyes landed on me. They went wide instantly.
“Sorry!” she blurted out.
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