On the outside, my aura was out of control, my rage slipped out from my conscious to physical and my aura responded. There was a heavy feeling in the room.
To a normal eye from a distance it would look like 4 people complaining about something to a normal indifferent person. I looked normal, it was just the pressure around me wasn't normal and these people all knew that it was coming from me.
The King's eyes turned to me and narrowed in a questioning manner, as if he was trying to figure out the mess in my brain.
"Stallion, get a grip this isn't negotiable so theirs no need to exert that much pressure,"
Dominic seemed to struggle to speak.
"Oi, oi, are you listening? Michael listen!"
Dominic then said as I had no reaction to his former words.
But if I give up now there will be no turning back, chains, restraint, cage, Coltus...
No, no, none of this, I will not.
Chains.
No.
It's non negotiable.
But the cage.
It's the King.
The Name.
No, no name, please no.
But.
No, no name, no cage, no chains no nothing!
I refuse to.
My aura grew more intense and my gaze was weary, I was cautious of my surrounds.
"Stallion! Get your shit together."
"If you don't, I'm afraid we won't be here in the next minute,"
But, but.
"Stallion, stop it, listen to us."
Eleanor said while trying to push me to get my attention. As far as I was concerned I couldn't feel her at all, nor care what she said.
The king stood up and spoke.
"Stop this at once,"
He released his own aura, one filled with dominance and power. It overshadowed my own puny one that was built on rage.
I calmed, protection...
"Now, back to where we were, after this you will first be learning about your auras with me as your teacher."
We stayed quiet, waiting for his next words.
"What do you do in a difficult negotiation?"
I put my hand out, I've done this many times and the answer was practically part of me.
"You release your presence,"
As I answered Althgar or Mr Daemon began his explanation.
"This thing you call presence, have you realised that no one else has a bigger presence then you?"
Some heads nodded in agreement.
"That's because the presence is your aura, your result of the clashing. Some high class have dormants which they can still access a strong presence from but not as strong as myths. Myths aren't dormant, they are there active.
Compare this to a volcano, dormant volcanos won't explode but active ones will.
Now you will also explode when your spirits are at their peak but we, as a social species with the capability of talking can stop it. Teaching you how to reign in the spirit before it explodes. Thanks to data we have collected and safety precautions taken, the explosion happened around middle to late teens. "
I thought about it, if this social was for the nobles to control their spirit because only the nobles could be myths or are able to explode. Why is Anastasia here late? It's not about the heads or heirs. What about the branch families? And it this information is nobles only why is the fiancé of fox here? According to this information he has a dormant spirit because of his high class line.
"Mr Daemon, you said that it only applies to the noble family, why don't the branch family members count, and why was Anastasia here late if she's a myth like us because it's clear now that this isn't for heirs to prepare for the taking over of the families. Also, if this is for myths only , according to your information, why is Dominic here?"
"That's a long list of questions there young colt. All I can tell you is that it will all be answered with time."
That was totally the answer I was looking for, what is it with old men and ambiguous answers.
Flashback.
3 year old Michael
"Grandpa, mother and father won't answer this question so can you answer it."
I asked my grandpa who was sitting on a sofa staring off at space, as I asked he turned his head around to face me. His face sometimes felt like a painting, never moving and also displaying one this. Indifference. It never scared me away, to be honest it was the other way round. I was always curious about what he was hiding behind that facade of his.
"Depending on what the question might be,"
Old man, a yes or a no will be sufficient.
I said my question.
"Why of my hair a different colour to father, mother and brother?"
He thought about it with that straight face of his, only his eyes moved to the side that was the only thing that gave him away.
"Tell me boy, do you read the end of the book before you read the prologue?"
"No grandpa, you read the book from front to back."
"You still haven't read the book yet boy, therefore you cannot spoil the ending for yourself, nor will I spoil it for you."
Again, old man, a simple answer would suffice.
End of flashback
Althgar, you are just like the old man on the sofa. The lesson ended with no problem, the information which you heard was basically the main piece of it, he was just expanding on information slowly so that we could wrap our heads around this new reality of ours. I admit it's not the easiest.
We were then lead to the next lesson, history of human kind. We already had a bit of an introduction to that when we first came here with the noble heads. It was a brief explanation then we were locked up in the room.
We were escorted out by the shadow guards. I'm interested to know the background of them. They are specially train guards that are allowed to hear the information of the nobles and probably know more about it we do as we are now. Also the fact that one of them told us to believe Althgar when he first told us the hard truth which could still be a lie.
I was curious so what did I do, I tried to cure my curiosity through the fastest route.
"What family are you from?"
I asked the shadow guard behind me. He simply smiled back at me and told me something that had nothing to do with an answer.
"You sure are a quick one,"
We walked through the left main corridor then turned at the 5th after that going upstairs we arrived at a room in front the said staircase. One of the shadow guards opened the door for us and we went in.