The group outside the hall had settled down now, and things were finally starting to settle back into the routine. It was a day or two before the next heir game event, even with the ball having been pushed back as far as it was. After the palace wide manhunt, the guard had been doubled, though Akira and Clovis very much doubted it would do any good. No one could tell for sure who was on what side. He sent his own guard to keep a watch on the children. If the Dark ones made another move, he wanted to be ready for them.
Daxin and Half Eye continued their attentions on Talis, still trying to wake him from his deep slumber, while keeping Clovis aware of any changes. The girls were spending a great deal of time in the bath, not that anyone could blame them. Both were sore and tired from the night before. Neither had slept much and Clovis wouldn't have put it past them to have fell asleep in the bath.
Kendrick stood looking out at the forest, and watching Clovis's guards as he waited, not sure what to do. Truth be told, he was glad there wasn't much to do, he was still getting use to being alive again. He could feel things he couldn't as a spirit and it was… better. The feel of the wind's bite on his skin, and the way every sense tingled and was focused in on the world around him. He felt it so much more deeply than he did in the shadow realm. Perhaps it was the sense of danger that made his human form so much more aware. The world had changed, but its overall feel was still the same as the day he had died. Knowing his brothers were gone wasn't saddening for him. They would live again when they choose to, but for now he would enjoy it for all of them. He would act as the guardian of their sister on the ground.
"You seem pensive." Akira whispered quietly. She was near him, but had said very little. When she first saw him, he had been surrounded by royals, and she couldn't address him as son. It would have revealed her identity as Kyera's mother as well and it seemed she had no intention of doing so yet.
"I am, for many reasons. One of which is the death of my brothers. Everything that has happened sense. Mother, I know sister didn't forgive you easily. I know she didn't want to forgive you at all." Kendrick was rather pointed in his words. There was a moment between them while Akira rearranged her thoughts.
"I didn't have a choice." Akira began but he looked back at her. There was a slight warning in his eyes, knowledge that she didn't want explained.
"I know... that's the only way Kyera would forgive you." She visibly relaxed as he spoke, but he continued. "However, you and I both know your using that as an excuse to hide the truth and not lose your daughter as you did your sons"
Akira visually recoiled. "No that isn't true, I thought I was protecting you." Akira tried to explain and Kendrick chuckled darkly. While she fumbled with words to tell him the same events as she told Kyera he pulled the tunic off himself. The site of his skin stopped her in her tracks.
The skin of his chest was clawed and gnarled from the death wound. The pale, silvery skin spoke of his death and suffering loud and clear. Tears filled Akira's eyes as she reached to touch the mark. He flinched away, putting the shirt back on.
"Your choice made this a reality. My reality, and Father brought me back. Father. You remember him right? The all mighty God of death." He reminded her rather needlessly. He knew his words hurt, but he didn't care. "There had been another way to save us. You knew there was. However, because you didn't tell him his children were in danger, you left us open to be slaughtered."
"No, I couldn't… I couldn't ask his help." Akira replied shaking her head. There were tears in her eyes and lies… oh so many lies.