I dipped my head a bit low to the ground, as it was a bit embarrassing as to what John had just done. There was a lot of people all around the tables right now, and all of their eyes were on me at the moment. I was not sure what to say, or how to respond to John either.
All of the people in the legion knew that he was the leader right now, but some day soon, I would be the one that would take over as the leader, and what he had just done was not a good start for me to be the leader of the legion.
I didn't know whether to be upset at him, or to be upset at myself. I knew that he was right with what he had just said. I had just been stuck in my head, which seemed to happen a lot, but could you really blame me for that?
John certainly could, as it seemed to happen all too often. I blinked, as I did my best to ignore the fact that there were so many people staring at me at the exact moment. I got up from where it was that I was sitting at on the table with Uncle and Padre.
I saw that Padre felt a bit bad for me at least, but at the same time, I did not want the sympathy of any one else. I knew it was my own fault, and I lifted my head back up, and over to John, as I did my best to at least try to look strong to everyone that was around me.
John had his eyes squinted at me at the current moment, as it seemed as if he had not noticed, or just no cared that he had embarrassed me in front of every one. I knew that he had noticed though, and I felt like both of those theories were wrong.
I was fairly certain that he knew exactly what it was that he had just done, as it was as if he were trying to prove a point to me. I stared at John, as I did not budge at all either, as I at least wanted to try to look strong to the legion that was all around right now.
It seemed to do a fair bit of effort as well, as I saw that a lot of people began to look away from me, and they went back to what it was that they had been doing before all of this. I let out a bit of a soft sigh, more to myself, and then I got up from where I was sitting at with the others, at the table.
Now that everyone seemed to be looking away from us, besides Uncle and Padre, which I did not care all too much about, as they had seen plenty of embarrassing things that I had done, in the year that we had all been hiding out in the woods.
I began to walk over to John, as I saw that he still was just staring me down. I knew that he was not happy with what I had done. I did not blame him for it either, though I too was not happy with what it was that he had just done in front of the entire legion.
I just shook it off though, as I walked over to him, and did my best to try to act normal. I felt like a lot of the people in the legion were now going to judge me, even though my sub conscious was telling me the real truth, that every one was more than likely going to forget all that had just happened.
I stopped right in front of John, as we both just stood there in a bit of silence for some time. I was wondering who was going to be the first one that was going to speak to the other person. I then realized that it had to be me, as he was still waiting for a response to why I had been late.
The response was simple though, and it was always the same excuse that I used every time. I knew that he was not happy with that excuse either, as he always kept trying to get me to not think so much. I knew that he was right as well.
It normally was bad to use the same excuse over and over again, but in my case, the excuse was true, and it was not a false excuse. I really was always in my head, trying to figure at what was real, and what was not. I shook my head though, as I then began to finally speak to John.
"I am sorry... I just... I can't help it... I don't know what else to say..." I said to him. He looked at me for a bit of time, as he did not look happy with me, but at least I could tell that he understood what it was that I had been getting at in the first place.
He looked around for a little while, as he seemed to be looking for something, or maybe even someone. He then shrugged it off after a little bit more time, and then he turned his head back over to me. He then began to stroke his chin, as he was thinking for a response to what I just said, as per usual.
He always took a while to respond to me, or tell me something, but often times that really was not a bad thing, as he always came up with a good response, or good advice to me. John stood there for a bit more time than usual this time however.
He seemed to be looking up at the sky, as if there was a dragon up there that he was staring at, which I knew could not be the case, because my uncle had put a spell on the land that that we were at, so that no dragon could ever find this place.
I still was not sure how all of that worked either. I was not sure if it meant that dragons could not go near us, or if it meant that they just could not see the place when they flew by. I had to assume that the first part of what I had said as well.
I knew that was not where my thoughts should be at, at the same time as well. I looked down at the ground, as I tried to shake of all of those thoughts that I was stuck in once again. I shivered, as I was not sure what to do at the same time as well.
I felt like a bit of a failure as well, as I knew that my uncle was very strong, and he had all these different sorts of powers, and I was here having night mares about dragons coming to kill all of us. I shook my head though, as I knew I should not think that way.
John had told me that my uncle, as he had been told, had been like that at first, when he was much younger with my mother, and it had taken him a very long time to get as strong as he had gotten to, and it took him a long time to learn witch craft.
I stood there for a bit more time, as once again, just like I had just said to John, all of those thoughts seemed to be racing through my head, all at once. I then heard the voice of John however, as it luckily cleared out those thoughts for the moment, as I looked up at him, and listened to what it was that he had to say to me.
"I understand kid... Sort of... I don't know what it is like... I am sure it is horrible... Just come with me to the tent, and we will talk in there... It is me that the people in there are not happy with, not you." He said to me. I looked at him for a few seconds, as I then nodded to him as well.
He nodded back to me, as he let out a bit of a sigh, which was hard to even hear because of all of the loud voices that were all around us at the current moment. I stood for a bit more time, as I then thought about what it was that he had said at the last part.
I was a bit confused as to what it was that he had meant by that, and why they would not be happy with him. I blinked a couple of times, as I then saw that John was beginning to walk over to the extra large tent that was ahead of us, and I began to follow him.
I looked around at the large group of people that were in the legion, as no one seemed to have their eyes on us to my surprise. I would have thought that people would be all over us, trying to over hear our conversations. That was how it typically was with places like these at least.
John must have told them something that must have scared them away from that, if I had to assume that was the case at least. I shook my head, as I then watched John walk in to the very large tent that was now right in front of my face.
I stopped, right before I followed him in, as I shivered a bit as well. I was a bit afraid, not as to what it was that I was going to see in there, as I knew that they were just normal people, just like I was. Well... Maybe I was not really all that normal of a person.
It was more the fact that I did not want to mess up in there, or make myself look like a fool to all of the people that were going to be in that room. I shook my head at the same time, as I knew that I could not just stand there forever.
John would likely walk out, wondering where I had gone to, with an even more unhappy look on his face, than I had seen just a few moments ago. I blinked once again, and then I walked through the doors that led in to the very big tent.
As I walked through, I heard a lot of voices speaking to one another, and all seemed to be going fine at first, as I looked around at the table, as there were maybe 10 to 15 people around it as well. People including Zoe, and Travis, who I considered as Johns right hand man.
As well as that, to my surprise, a bit further down the table, I saw the face of my father, as he seemed to be in to a bit of a deep conversation with a couple of the people that were with him at the current moment. No one seemed to have noticed, or cared that I had walked in to the room.
John was talking to another person that was beside the table, but had not taken a seat yet, as it seemed that they were having a bit of an important conversation with one another at the exact moment. I stared at them for a little while, and then I looked away, as I did not want to try to sneak in on what it was that they were saying.
It was clearly private, and based on the look on the guys face, that John was talking to, he did not seem to be all that happy with John. I blinked a couple of times, as I thought of why that could be the case. I thought back on what it was that John had said to me a couple of moments ago.
He had told me that there were a few people that were not happy with him, and I felt like the guy that he was talking to right now, was one of those guys. I wanted to step in, to be with Johns side, but I knew that was not what I should do.
I shook my head, as I was a bit surprised that still no one had noticed that I had come in to the room just yet, as I was not upset about it at all, as I really did not like the stress, and the anxiety that I felt, when a bunch of people were staring at me.
I just was not sure what it was that I should do at the current moment, or where I should head over to. I shook my head, as I just decided to walk over to a far dark corner of the room, and just watch, and maybe even listen to some of the conversations that were going on right now.
As I began to walk over to the corner, my eyes then locked on with my father, as I still was a bit confused as to why he was in the tent with the rest of us at the current moment. He turned his head over to me, as he then just now noticed that I had walked in.
Instead of letting the rest of the people know that I was here with the rest of them, I saw that he instead lowered his head down, and stared at the table that was below him. I blinked a few times, as I knew that he was always still a bit embarrassed to me around me.
I knew that he was afraid that I would tell all of the people, of what it was that had happened in our past. I was not sure whether to be upset at him, or at least grateful that he knew that what he had done was wrong. I shook my head though, as for some reason my voice seemed to speak over my mind, as I began to speak to everyone quite loudly.
"Um... Why is he here?"