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Aladdin looked to my son, and for a moment, my son stood there as if he would not do anything.
"Stop looking like a stupid dog, Aladdin. I know what I am to do," Mozenrath sneered and pushed past him.
He walked to the stairs before the throne and offered a mocking bow before the Sultan. I knew I had taught him well.
"Sultan, it is not known well that this creature is my Mother. And unfortunately I must admit that she is. I have no love for her, in fact, I despise her," Mozenrath said.
I felt a sharp pain in my heart, or what should have been my heart, but I pushed it aside. I taught him to hate, I taught him not to love, what would I expect from him?
"She sent me to be abused and twisted by Destaine to be the most powerful wizard ever, that may be the only thing that I owe her. She gave me the very glove I wear, the very glove that is now sucking the life out of me," he continued.
Well, what did he expect? He wanted it, and I thought he could handle it. Curse his father's blood if anything.
"I do not know all the crimes of my Mother, but I know of one who does. I came in contact a few years ago with another of my so-called family, my aunt in fact. She could not attend to this," he said.
No, Atrus could never attend to anything that was her fault now could she. It was always someone else to clean up after her mess. Well, Atrus, this is one stain that isn't going to come out and I will have at least destroyed your perfect record if nothing else.
"For matters known only to her. But she spoke of my mother with a heart. Strange as that is. She said the Dark Powers betrayed it, and she fell, taking both of her children with her. That would be my twin sister and I. She spoke of Mirage's betrayal, her student and sister's betrayal. She spoke of Mirage's destruction of the city of Atlantis, and the murder of thousands," he said.
I looked over at Aladdin. I could read on his face that he felt that Mozenrath wasn't helping, more like destroying, their cause. Well, dear boy, never trust my son.
"But she defended her," Mozenrath said.
I looked up sharply at that. Now why would Atrus defend me? Why would Mozenrath mention it?
"She said that Mirage's older brother was greatly admired by her. But the Dark Powers caught him and twisted his mind. When he was rescued, he was cold and painfully withdrawn. It hurt her, for she started to believe that humans had hurt him, since he was found among a group of humans intent on harming him further. Later, Atrus took Mirage to a time where magic was cursed and all showing talent was killed. They were caught, and nearly burned at the stake. The hatred she had for humans grew after that. She married later, and her husband tried to rebuild her faith in humans, but he was taken from her, and my sister and I were hurt during it. She finally succumbed to her hatred of humans, and went against all, using her wraith against all humanity and its supporters. That is what Atrus told me," he finished.
The room was dead silent. And in my heart I wept, though I hated it.
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Aladdin looked to my son, and for a moment, my son stood there as if he would not do anything.
"Stop looking like a stupid dog, Aladdin. I know what I am to do," Mozenrath sneered and pushed past him.
He walked to the stairs before the throne and offered a mocking bow before the Sultan. I knew I had taught him well.
"Sultan, it is not known well that this creature is my Mother. And unfortunately I must admit that she is. I have no love for her, in fact, I despise her," Mozenrath said.
I felt a sharp pain in my heart, or what should have been my heart, but I pushed it aside. I taught him to hate, I taught him not to love, what would I expect from him?
"She sent me to be abused and twisted by Destaine to be the most powerful wizard ever, that may be the only thing that I owe her. She gave me the very glove I wear, the very glove that is now sucking the life out of me," he continued.
Well, what did he expect? He wanted it, and I thought he could handle it. Curse his father's blood if anything.
"I do not know all the crimes of my Mother, but I know of one who does. I came in contact a few years ago with another of my so-called family, my aunt in fact. She could not attend to this," he said.
No, Atrus could never attend to anything that was her fault now could she. It was always someone else to clean up after her mess. Well, Atrus, this is one stain that isn't going to come out and I will have at least destroyed your perfect record if nothing else.
"For matters known only to her. But she spoke of my mother with a heart. Strange as that is. She said the Dark Powers betrayed it, and she fell, taking both of her children with her. That would be my twin sister and I. She spoke of Mirage's betrayal, her student and sister's betrayal. She spoke of Mirage's destruction of the city of Atlantis, and the murder of thousands," he said.
I looked over at Aladdin. I could read on his face that he felt that Mozenrath wasn't helping, more like destroying, their cause. Well, dear boy, never trust my son.
"But she defended her," Mozenrath said.
I looked up sharply at that. Now why would Atrus defend me? Why would Mozenrath mention it?
"She said that Mirage's older brother was greatly admired by her. But the Dark Powers caught him and twisted his mind. When he was rescued, he was cold and painfully withdrawn. It hurt her, for she started to believe that humans had hurt him, since he was found among a group of humans intent on harming him further. Later, Atrus took Mirage to a time where magic was cursed and all showing talent was killed. They were caught, and nearly burned at the stake. The hatred she had for humans grew after that. She married later, and her husband tried to rebuild her faith in humans, but he was taken from her, and my sister and I were hurt during it. She finally succumbed to her hatred of humans, and went against all, using her wraith against all humanity and its supporters. That is what Atrus told me," he finished.
The room was dead silent. And in my heart I wept, though I hated it.