Luca felt that particular detail was worth mentioning because, if he was right about the second scene being an actual memory, then it revealed something that could prove incredibly important.
Apparently, within the House of Luxastra, their bloodline ability was ordinarily activated through direct skin-to-skin contact.
That was precisely why members of the royal family were almost never seen without gloves whenever they were around other people, particularly those who knew what they were capable of. Wearing them not only prevented the needless expenditure of their scarce spiritual energy, but also ensured the ability wouldn’t activate by accident.
As long as there wasn’t any direct contact, everyone around them—including those capable of wielding the same bloodline ability—could rest assured they weren’t being influenced.
The twins, however, appeared to be different.
Somehow, they’d developed the ability to use it through eye contact alone.
While they seemed capable of controlling it now, Luca didn’t think that had always been the case.
From what little he’d managed to glimpse, the two had spent years suffering because their own siblings believed they were manipulating their father into favoring them.
The irony was that their father probably did love them in his own way. Woven into that affection, however, was fear. Even for him, an ability like theirs was nothing short of terrifying. Yet at the same time, it was an ability that would’ve been unimaginably valuable against anyone who knew nothing about it. So long as the twins had no ambitions beyond serving their house, they would’ve been an extraordinary asset.
Hence the strange position they found themselves in: outwardly cherished, yet quietly avoided by the very people who were supposed to be closest to them.
The saddest part was that the twins themselves didn’t understand why everything had changed so suddenly.
Back then—clearly from a time before they had settled into the youthful appearance they still maintained centuries later—they couldn’t even control what was happening, much less realize they were influencing people simply by maintaining eye contact. To them, it probably just seemed as though everyone naturally adored them.
But illusions like that were never meant to last. Eventually, the truth surfaced in a way they likely never saw coming.
"And I think they regretted telling their mother about the ability," Luca added quietly. "Because that was when everything started to fall apart."
They weren’t thrown out or beaten, but those aren’t the only ways to alienate someone. Worse, children are particularly great at noticing sudden shifts around them and could easily be hurt by inexplicable changes.
He’d only witnessed scattered bits of memories before the vision abruptly ended when Lyrian was kicked away by Xavier, but after checking on the affected master mechanics afterward, the young cadet had become far more certain about what the bloodline ability was actually doing.
"I think it’s illusion-based."
"Illusion-based?" the Imperial Prince repeated.
Luca gave a slow nod as he finally voiced the thoughts he’d been sitting on since earlier.
"Yeah. I believe the reason people become so attached to them is because they start seeing the twins as the only path to their greatest desire...
"It’s almost like the ability promises them that if they stay by the user’s side, whatever they want most will definitely come true."
He thought back to the glimpses he’d seen before continuing. Honestly, some of them hadn’t made much sense to him. But just because he couldn’t understand them didn’t mean the people under the ability’s influence couldn’t.
Moreover, the fact that he kept on consistently seeing something that he probably shouldn’t be seeing meant that something must have been up with those particular memories.
"The victim starts believing the ability user is the only person who truly understands them. The only one who can give them what they’re searching for."
Hearing that, Xavier finally understood the strange messages the master mechanics had sent out earlier.
’Found the true object of his life’s dreams.’
It wasn’t that they’d suddenly abandoned all reason. It was just that something utterly irrational now made perfect sense to them.
To them, the twins had become the answer they’d unknowingly been searching for all along.
Just as the Imperial Prince felt he was finally beginning to understand the bloodline ability, Luca quietly added something else.
"But that’s only the part that makes people like them and want to follow them. And because they think it’s reward based, they would generally try to do things to stay in their good graces."
He frowned.
"Yet I didn’t think that part was the scariest. Because most people tend to be grounded when they dream, and fulfilling them could be treated like a bonus after a very long and tiring run."
Only a few people with intense determination would feel desperation when presented with their dream and he figured that was the important bit there.
A heavy silence settled over the room as they watched Luca’s back slump ever so slightly.

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