"My lord, may I ask you what is the purpose for your sudden arrival and being here?" Vidus asked.
The lord just looked at him with a pondering expression. He knew somehow Vidus because he was one of his subordinates back in the times of the Crystalfield Kingdom. He had some trust in him, but not that much to tell him the whole matter.
He cleared his throat and sent the women beside him out of the room, pretending the information he would share might be important.
When his women left his room, his gaze turned to be serious. Even if he had no aura, he had some kind of noble aura around him, also that was the reason why aura users were his bodyguards.
"Aura Hunt." He told with a deep tone.
Without expressing his worry, Vidus kept his nonchalant face and just bowed slightly before him.
"What can the soldiers of Lakron do to your highness?"
Sovart let a smile sit on his face before he waved his hand. A few breaths later his room became empty except for him and Vidus. He opened his grinned mouth.
"That ..."
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The few days while the region lord stayed in Lakron, Lyanna kept silent and didn't leave the house. She kept meditating through days and nights, losing the trace of time.
As time passed, Sovart acted more like a king in the city. His orders went through Lakron, moving the soldiers and everyone in it, messing up the normal life.
On the morning of the 5th day, Lyanna opened her eyes and finished her meditation. She felt her body relaxed and filled with strength. However, her heart was filled with emptiness and uneasiness.
She promised Vidus she won't leave the house, but the suffocating feelings made her take a walk.
She picked a cloak from the wardrobe and left.
The city was in complete peace of pressure due to the presents of the soldiers.
Many citizens walked up and down, but with haste like they would be in late.
Lyanna wanted to avoid this fuss and went south, where she noticed a tree's branches above the houses. A little later she arrived before a strange tree with a curled trunk.
An unknown feeling touched her shoulder as she approached the tree. She carefully raised her left arm and placed it on her right shoulder, like she felt another hand on it.
"Greetings, little lady."
A middle-aged man greeted her kindly. Lyanna's eyes turned to the right. A man sat on a terrace of a house with closed eyes and a slight smile. His face was a little wrinkled, his hair and short beard white as the snow. His clothes were similar to a merchant's with the light blue colored robe that was decorated with black embroidery.
"Do you see them too?" He asked gently.
"I just feel." Lyanna replied.
"Ah, I see ... you are very extraordinary I guess." The man told as he caressed his short beard.
"Who do you see?" Lyanna asked with a little confusion, but her face remained nonchalant.
"Oh, what manners do I have. I forgot to introduce ..." He hit his forehead lightly. "She is, or was?"
He asked while his head turned at the tree behind Lyanna.
"She gave me her permission to tell you. She was called Juno in her life." The man said.
Lyanna opened her eyes as she heard the name that left the man's mouth. The name resounded in her mind and heard it for the first time in the prison where the knights dragged her after she fainted caused to exhaustion.
She turned her head to look behind her, but it was nothing more behind her just the tree and a little farther away the wall of the city.
"Haha, young lady. You admitted you felt it but don't see." The man smiled at her while his eyes were still closed.
"How do you ...?" Lyanna wanted to ask, but the man interrupted her gently.
"You mostly not know it, since this is a forgotten one ... An aura that was considered as a useless thing through the generations."
The old man talked and he lowered his head, as the words left his mouth. He raised his head back and focused in the direction of Lyanna, and slowly opened his eyes.
A full-white pair of the eye appeared on the spot, and he said two words.
"Soulseeker Aura".