As Beowulf kept thinking about what he had heard from his father, the more the little pieces came together in his mind. Did that mean… he thought while his heart began to race in his chest.
Saku smiled. A sinister smile stretched across his face. The air in the room was getting tenser and they all knew what was about to happen next if it continued like that. Saku was looking for the best time and reason to pounce on Beowulf and teach him some lessons. He wanted to give Beowulf a taste -- just a taste of what he'd experience if he ever defied him again.
"Father!" Beowulf yelled. His voice was louder than they usually heard. He was always calm except one looked for his trouble, and one hardly heard Beowulf cause a ruckus like the others did -- especially Klyn.
