The next day I woke up already knowing the decision I had to make in order to survive in this place. I went outside the castle looking for Kiran, I found him on the training ground where I was told he would be. He was cleaning his sword with a rag and I smiled as I approached him.
"Well, well, well, look who it is." Kiran said looking up from his sword.
I smiled at him in greeting. "Hello Kiran."
"You look well." Kiran observed raking his eyes up and down my body but not in a creepy way. "I heard about what went down between you and my mother and I'm sorry you had to go through it. She can be a bit of a bitch when she wants to."
Oh wow! I thought to myself as I stared at Kiran who had the same rage in his dark eyes like his brothers. It was obvious they both share the same sentiment about their mother and I'm really curious about what it was, especially since Ivan described it as a nightmarish tale. But I suppose I can always ask that another time.
