He was younger than even Damian. Maybe around 11 years old. Was he… his younger sibling? The Sunblade family only had five children. There had never been a younger kid than him in the Sunblade's old seat of power. In his memories, there were no children or signs of pregnancy in his father's two wives. Could this boy be a bastard accepted into the family? They didn't have money to keep him but they still had space for another kid..?
Damian scowled. That piece of shit father sure is living his youth to the fullest.
The boy gritted his teeth in frustration at his test score but soon regained his composure and walked to the side.
"Why are you staring at him? You missed that guy's funny water blades," Sam muttered, kneeing Damian lightly in the stomach. His attention snapped back to the remaining participants just in time to see a kid drenched in water, his leather armor soaked, shuffle back into the crowd with a disappointed expression.
