The Lycan King's Fate Calling (Shawn Gibson and Sylvia)

Chapter 1084 The Most Well-Respected Man

Lucy's POV:

No sunshine ever reached the remote palace all year round. I tossed the wet clothes into the basket as I gazed out at Firman through the ivy covered banister of the porch. He had been fine this morning before he went to school, but he had been avoiding me since his return.

"Firman, come here,” I couldn't help but wave him over.

He glanced at me briefly before ducking his head. He then trudged toward me as though his shoes were made of lead.

I reached out and touched his forehead. His temperature was normal, and there seemed to be nothing wrong with his face.

"What's the problem, Mom?" Firman muttered under his breath.

Noticing the way he was dodging my eyes, I grabbed his wrist and pulled up his sleeve.

He tried to struggle against me, but in the end, he simply turned away.

Just as I had expected, there were two large bruises marring his skin. I could tell from the color that whoever had done this had used a lot of force. I was immediately upset, but my distress soon gave way to rage.

"Tell me, what happened?” I demanded. "Who hurt you?"

Firman was still unwilling to look at me. He stubbornly pursed his lips, and a familiar stubborn edge appeared in his eyes. It was very similar to his father.Owned by NôvelDrama.Org.

Realizing that I must have frightened him with my harsh tone, I took a calming breath before speaking again.

"I'm sorry, Firman. I didn't mean to scold you. I was just worried." I got down on my haunches and gathered him in his arms At last, Firman relaxed and leaned into my embrace. He buried his face in the crook of my neck and sobbed.

As pained as I was on his behalf, I also hated to see him acting so weak.

"Can you tell me what happened now? Come on, don't be afraid. If you say nothing, no one will know that you were bullied.” Still, Firman kept his silence. After a long while, he mumbled, "My classmates hit me."

"Which ones? Can you give me their names?" I pulled back and raised his head so that I could look him in the eye.

Firman nodded. His tearful eyes were so clear and innocent, without the slightest trace of anger or resentment.

I had no choice but to repeat the mantra I'd been drilling into him since he was little. "Remember the people who have wronged you and take revenge on them in the future, okay?"

Firman nodded again. "I understand," he declared, wiping the tears from his eyes. "I will get stronger and fight back against them." "Not only will you fight back, but you will make them pay tenfold!" I bit out through gritted teeth. I could see the bewilderment in Firman's eyes, and knew that he did not understand what I meant. Nevertheless, he mumbled a soft, "Okay."

I held his face and stroked his hair. "It's all right," I comforted him. "Just endure it for now. One day, you will become the greatest, most revered man in the whole kingdom.”

"How?" Firmanasked with a frown. "Those kids Hit me any time they want. Wilkthey ever respect me?" [> smiled, "You will understand as you grow older. For now, the most C impaitant thing for you to dais to learn. Go back inside and study.” Content be ongs to NovelDrama.Org

Firman padded into the house obediently, while I walked out of the hall and headed to a rusty door nestled alongside a shabby corridor. I took out a key, turned the lock, and pushed through the door.

Inside, a ripped up photo of Richard was hung on the wall, his face barely recognizable from the cuts. Although his face was practically out of the picture, I still grabbed the knife on the shelf and slashed at it over and over.

I didn't stop until my wrist felt numb.

I loathed the man with every fiber of my being. Betause of him, Firman had to suff or in the imperial palace, all for the-sake of his damned bloodme. { was also because of Richard's failure that Firmanhad to endure so much bullying. Content belongs to NovelDrama.Org ©

It took me a few moments to calm down. When did, I turned the vase on a nearby table, triggering a secret compartment on the wall to open-'A delicate, wooden box sat inside, containing my most prized refnen os, including Ky e'sphoto.

I caressed the picture with my fingers, letting my mind wander back to the happy days of the past. The memory of Kyle's handsome face was the only thing that kept me holding on to this wretched life I lived.

My reverie was broken by the sound of approaching footsteps. I hurriedly deposited the photo back inside the box and turned the vase to restore the compartment in its hidden position.