Chapter 98: Madman
Sigil burst up. He was slow to react, still preparing for interference from outside forces. He didn’t think that the first blow would come from internal conflict.
The Vermouth Clan was on their side. They should understand how important his was. Aeryn attacking Theron like this and heavily injuring him was like forcing them to admit their loss before things could even kick off.
Sigil caught Theron’s flying form, trying to dissipate some of the damage. But there wasn’t much he could do about pure raw power outside of cushioning and slowing the deceleration. Plus, Aeryn’s cultivation was far beyond his own as well.
Aeryn was supposed to be there to deal with the bullies that Sigil couldn’t, not be one of them himself.
"Aeryn!" Sigil roared, his anger getting the best of him for a moment.
While Sigil seemed quite happy and cheerful most often, he was under as much pressure as anyone. He couldn’t afford for things to go wrong either.
He might not be the heir apparent yet, but his father’s success would directly translate to his own. If there was no Thistle Clan, what would he take over in the future? He would just be a fugitive on the run if he could keep his life at all.
Sigil honestly couldn’t believe how idiotic Aeryn was. What did he even think he was accomplishing here?!
"There will always be a price to pay for those who hurt my little sister. I don’t give a damn who you are," Aeryn growled. "If you think I don’t understand your little political games and want to insult my intelligence like this, I’ll gladly take his head instead!"