The man who had stormed out the door could be seen sitting exhausted.
Even Duke Loredan, in the face of his son being a "monster"
He had given up on his composure. His mind, overflowing with the will that was always there, even in his most difficult moments, had to let him down.
After a few minutes of sitting locked on the floor and waiting with a blank mind, he finally returned to reality.
Even if he had no idea what to do, his prestige as Duke commanded him to step up. Pride running through his veins made his body move.
He walked back to the room with lame steps. Even without entering the door, he could feel the gloom of the room to his marrow.
The cries of the woman, who was the only lover and wife who had taken the beauty of the heavens, inflamed this gloom even more.
He slowly stepped into the room. With his presentation, everyone's eyes met again on him. As always, he had to play the people's only and last hope. He was the one who had to stand alone and face every challenge.
"Take the child and leave him in the room with the only maid, I'll take care of Elysa. Immediately!''
He had to shout to save the servants from their stupefaction. As he raised his voice, all of the experienced servants instantly dispersed.
He approached his wife, who was completely exhausted on the bed.
"Don't you dare take another step"
He was startled by the voice of the woman with his head bowed in front of him. He could realize that there was no trace of his former pride altogether.
''Why? Why did this happen Elias? Why did our child have to be born like this?"
He wanted to touch her, help her while she was struggling desperately. And because of what he realized just at that moment when he was looking at the woman, he jumped forward without thinking.
"I told you not to come!"
After the momentary shock of his awareness, he regained control of his body and stopped himself again.
Perhaps for the first time in all these years, his heart had been completely petrified by an opening. And he really wanted to do one thing for the first time. But his strong body, which alone had to endure the armies, could not fulfill his one wish.
"I see, don't worry you'll be fine. I am always with you.''
Only fake words remained. Maybe Elysa didn't want him to be with her in her last moments, she would never understand why. But there was nothing he could do but respect his decision.
Acknowledging his wife's death, he headed for the door. As the duke walked, the drops that fell on the ground behind him would not be seen by anyone except the woman on her deathbed. The singularity of tears would lose its value in the dusty pages of history.
The duke left the room, not needing to say anything to the maids, and the servants, aware of the woman's condition, immediately set to work.
The rain outside subsided as the sound of Elias Loredan's misty footsteps filled the palace completely.
At the same time, a pack of wolves could be seen in the forest, all bowing their heads to the wolf who had become their leader at that moment, leaving their freedom to a single person. To the strongest.
The wolf, the leader, looked down as his pelt swayed from the wind on a stone, as if satisfied with their loyalty. That day was also the beginning of a new ascension.