Chapter 316 - We have to talk

"King Xakro ill.u.s.tratio lll, I think it is time for us to talk." Chan spoke with a bit of grief, feeling puzzled and carrying a lot of questions behind him.

"About what Chan?" Spoke the King as he sat on the fancy chair he now considers as a throne, carrying a bit of anger as well towards the situation one man brought almost a month ago.

They have occupied the biggest house in the Domain, located at the right, 50 meters away from where the Castle used to stand. The explosion damaged the house a little bit, mostly because of the rumble that flew towards it but it is still very usable.

As for the previous residents of this house, he has promised them a compensation of 10,000 Gold Coins for the temporary use of their house. This temporary use might stretch for a few months until a small imitation of the previous castle is built, but who would disagree with a Grand King?

The previous residents have been moved to a house where they don't pay rent at and they are practically living like Kings with all the free food provided for them and promised free lumber for the upcoming winter.

The house they are at has 6 rooms and a very big one in the middle, which gave a feeling like a throne room. It is made almost completely out of wood carrying two layers of wood planks as walls and at the bottom the house is surrounded by a rock foundation which breaks out of the usual here.

"When me and the men dug you out of those walls you were stuck in between, you called me your son." Chan became straight and direct, not caring of the Grand King's reaction like before. Now the Grand King barely throws his mini tantrums, he has changed almost completely.

Itching the top of his head a little bit since this topic brought enough discomfort for him to move on his spot, he moved his loose long green hair above his shoulder for more comfort and decided to shed more light upon this mystery. Imagine, it happened a month ago and they are talking about it now. It is obviously unsettling for both of them.

"Chan, I'm going to be honest with you. Please grab a chair and sit." He waved his hand a little bit from the right and pointed towards the direction he wants Chan to sit at, about a couple of meters away from the throne so they can have an eye to eye talk.

"Alright." Answered Chan with no enthusiasm on his tone and did as he was told. "I'm listening."

"Chan, you know that I did a lot of unsettling things in my past when I was cursed. In a way they were my decisions, but in another way they weren't." Trying to give a better preview of how it was to be cursed with such power, he added. "I had a headache for 45 years, I think that explains the severity."

Trying to catch up, this time acknowledging most of his words instead of zoning out, he asked. "So where are you getting with this?"

"I had four kids until now and neither of them carried the power I had. Crazed with the fact that my domination plans were put to a hold, I got rid of my Children." He became more and more honest here. And each time he spoke, Chan understood more where this was going and was a step away from depression.

"I guess you can't be blamed..." Chan tried to show sympathy even though he did not agree with his own words, with his own sentence.

"I can be blamed, regardless of the Curse I still was conscious and could have held back." It is unsettling to blame everything at the curse, at least for him. Luckily his ego remained but it worked for the better this time.

"Ugh I..." Chan didn't know what to say, at the same time more rage began to form in his heart.

"Chan my point is that I want to apologize, you are my son and I gave you away to a poor family and couldn't care less for a while when you've become an Orphan." With tears wanting to drop out, but in no way accepting it. He continued, "I want to get my family back together, but I don't think it will be possible."

Remembering that Chan tends to zone out, and he doesn't blame him considering how much trauma he tamed with Ale. Xakro got to the most important point, in his tone as thick as the tone of three men. "I want my only bit of family at the moment to show some sympathy for my mistakes and remain here with me, I might sicken you right now but I ask you for this request not as a Grand King but as a Father."

"I suppose you can't be entirely blamed for your actions and I don't really have anywhere to go at the moment, but I need more time with this." Chan remained calm, you would think that a man who just found out about his true father after 26 years would be panicking.

But no, he has swallowed the fact that the Grand King might be his father through this month and although not a fan of many aspects, this still has its advantages. Well apart from the fact that he is the son of the most wealthiest man in Ignis, he finally has family.

"I don't want to blame you, but I also want to know who the rest of my brothers and possibly sisters are." Decided Chan to use the opportunity, now that his father isn't being too secretive with such delicate information.

"You always had a bad memory Chan." King Xakro joked around, but at the end knew who is responsible for the lack of memory possibly associated with brain damage from all the alcohol. "You've literally met one of your brothers."

"Um... Is it Aaron?" At the thought of Aaron he just tapped his chest and then his stomach before saying, "God Xakro blessed." And the Grand King did the same.

This is a form of honouring the dead once their name is mentioned, remember the person of which that Calidum Lutum crushed with the door? It was Aaron. Even if he survived that bone breaking experience, the explosion would still vaporise him.

"No no, I wish but no." King Xakro joked around, recalling how many times he saw Aaron as a son even though he never mentioned it by word. "I mean the King at Pameres Kingdom, Zar."

Remembering Seer but thinking that it is Zar, he just went along with it once he connected the trip he took together with his brother and answered. "Oh right you told me that he is your son." Although an improper sentence, it proved that he managed to catch up.

"Yes he is my son, but also your brother although he is from a different mother." Thinking about Zar, he wanted to explain why he didn't allow for Zar to share such a fate and even let him live in the Castle for 17 years.

"You have to understand, he is my first born so although cursed I didn't let him go with hopes that his powers will eventually arrive, but they never did. So I've sent him to rule a worthless domain instead of sending him to worse circ.u.mstances."

Although he barely remembers King Zar, he still wouldn't want him to have a bad fate. He found out that Zar is his brother, basically today but he wouldn't want someone in his blood to suffer. So he started feeling bad for him almost as much as he felt bad for himself, in a way wanting to make things right with him but like his father seeing it impossible.

Now, a more important question came in mind. He now knows who his father is, but a man alone isn't enough to make a child. "Do you know who my mother is?" He asked, taking under consideration that the curse might have messed with his memory.

"Your mother... her name is Amye." Xakro spoke, trying to figure out where her origin is and where to find her. "But once giving birth to you... she changed... Giving birth to a child carrying half of my genes forced her to go towards those changes."

"What type of changes?" Asked Chan feeling a lot of grief for her mother by blood. As if him officially knowing today that the Grand King is his father, he now has to know of a seemingly terrible fate about his true mother. How could he not grab a bottle of ale at this case? "Is she alive?"

"I'm not sure, an hour after giving birth to you she charged towards a couple of guards before making for the exit. She kept complaining about a unbearable headache before that." Letting out a sigh carrying a lot of stress, with his heart feeling pain in the process. He finally added, "I've sent Guards to find her, but they failed. I didn't see your mother since your day of birth."

"What do you mean you couldn't find her?" Stood up Chan from his chair as rage arose in his heart and mind as well, yelling from the bottom of his lungs as if a ghost posessed him. Who would be able to do this before without losing his or her head regardless of blood? "And you just left it there? You didn't try harder to find her?"

Afterwards he grabbed the chair he was sitting at and with all the strength he has, he hurled it across the room for about 5 meters. Well that's all the strength you can get out of him I suppose, the Chair didn't even break.

A lesser man would laugh a bit here, but Xakro showed sympathy instead. He stood up from his throne and approached his own son, hearing him continuing to shout. "If you tried harder my mother would be here right now, we don't know if she is either dead or alive!"

King Xakro walked closer towards him, and pulled Chan in to a hug trying to tame his rage. At first he tried to fight it and pull back, but King Xakro is physically fit enough to be considered in the mild category, it isn't anything to take lightly. "I'm sorry son, I promise I will do my best to find her."

The calmness that came along with a father's genuine hug, was indeed beyond describable. He felt peace, yet at the same time he wanted to explore in rage due to his mother's fate. A single tear dropped down from his eye as he heard his father speak, "I will do the impossible to get the whole family back together."