Chapter 15: The first trial
Soon after, Martins wore a warm smile on his face.
"You don’t need to worry so much, my son. I will have Alfred gather another set of Mysteros for you tomorrow."
"I’m sorry, Father, but I don’t want another one," Sylus spoke back, his attention on the ground. "I know what it feels like to live a life you don’t want and see people doing better. I don’t want her to feel the same when I have the power to change that."
"Are you implying your role as the third prince is too much for you?"
Sylus’s eyes widened a bit; he hadn’t realized what he said until the words left his mouth.
"No, Father, that’s not what—"
"You are an Astrodial. With that name itself comes responsibility, a responsibility I need you to hold up high, no matter the circumstances you find yourself in. Sentiment holds nothing if there are no results. Do you understand me, Sylus?"
Martins made sure to lean closer, just to be sure Sylus was listening to him.
At this point, Sylus knew convincing his father was not going to get him anywhere, so he already planned on using his mother later on.
As such, he nodded his head in compliance.
"That’s my son. Now, the reason I called you here is quite simple, actually. I did the same for your brother, and my father did the same for me, and so did his father, the father after him."