Chapter 2 Meeting with Kain
The next day I woke up to the soft voice of my mum telling me to get up. I rolled over and pulled the covers over my head and mumbled something.
"Come on, Storm, time to get up." She said as she pulled the cover off again. I just found the cover again and pulled them over my head.
"Storm, if you up I'll tickle you."
"If you tickle, I'll most lifeless grump you've seen, beside dad."
"Storm!" she said hitting the covers. "That wasn't very nice."
"Who said the truth was nice or that it wouldn't hurt." I said sitting up.
My mum eyed me then got up.
"Come on, hurry up. Breakfast will be ready here soon."
I rolled out of bed and got dressed. Then went to the table to grab a few bites.
"Lord Kain want me to tell you, Storm, that you might be called out of your lesson today to see him." My father said.
"What for?" Mother asked
"He didn't tell me why; nor do I ask he simple wants to see her."
I decided not to eat breakfast or feed on a human. Instead I grab my lunch and went out the door.
That time came when he called me to the throne room to see him. As I walked in, I could tell he was mad at me or something I did. I walked to the center and bowed.
"You know why I called you here?" came his voice as cold as the winter winds as I rose.
"No your lordship, I don't." I answered not daring to look at him.
"Sure you do. It deals with you and your father." He said standing up.
"I-.."
"Silence I did not tell you to speak. Is this the way you treat the leader of your clan, your father, someone who comes from a war victorious? Now you may answer!"
"No." I said still looking at the ground.
"Then why do you?"
"I have my reasons, milord."
"Enlighten me then." He ordered sitting.
"My lord, wouldn't you find it odd that some who is father is to you leaves for years on end and doesn't write you. But he writes to his clan, and to his lord. My father, Lord Raziel, never wrote to me or my mother, he didn't write or come to my coming of age test, the coming was understandable. But still wouldn't you be mad if all this happened to you?"
Kain sat there think about what I just said. He appeared to have a softer look on his face. After awhile he stood up and walked over.
"Storm, your father would never forget to write, and it's very hard to write during a war. Either the post line is broken or there's an attack on them. You must understand." He said as he grabbed my chin.
I nodded my head; although my hatred was some what lowered I still hated my father. Kain released me and I turned starting to walk towards the doors.
"Storm, you must forgive Raziel, it was his fault. I told him; do to the lack of materials to write only to me and his clan. It was a sacrifice we had to take. I thought it would make you stronger. It was I who wanted you to be one of the best.
I looked at him, but for some odd reason I could not hate him. Instead I just nodded and walked out as fast as I could. I nearly ran into Zephon, my uncle that trained me how to sword fight, when I was young.
"Slow down there speed demon. No need to rush, plenty of time."
I looked up at him.
"You don't mind if I stay with you for a few days?"
"I wish you could, but I have order to patrol the sector around Coorhagen. Why?"
"Because I just need to get out of my clan for a few days, that's all."
He laughed and walked in to the throne room. I continued down the hall back to my lessons. I tried to keep my mind on the lesson at hand, but I kept slipping back to my childhood when my father was around. I remember not letting go of his leg when he came back from his meetings with Kain. But as much as I wanted to soften my heart towards my father it would take at least another year to bring myself to talk and enjoy his company again.