Cadmus Akhekh walked along the corridor with a heavy heart. Was this all his fault? If only he had protected the mother and the child better, would everything perhaps be different?
"No! It doesn't matter. I will scour the lands for treasures and help her change her fate." The old man grunted with resolution.
When a small girl is so strong and determined, how could he the patriarch of the Akhekh clan lose hope so easily!
As he was muttering and mulling over various courses of action, partly in his mind and partly out loud, a tall figure blocked his path.
His unruly golden locks were just as arrogant as his burning golden eyes.
"Have you finally gone senile?" Frederick Akhekh let out a cold mocking chuckle.
The old man stopped, pausing his footsteps, his gaze furiously falling on the arrogant man in front of him.
"You would do better not to run your mouth today, son."
