Chapter 125 If you want, you can leave
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Updated : Sep 30th, 2025
The room, already uneasy, now felt suffocating, heavy with the weight of his mana. Guests whispered among themselves, exchanging looks of panic and disbelief, their glances shifting between the two towering figures: Caelum, the patriarch of the Kaezhlar clan, and Segarus, the infamous head of the Naemarys clan.
Elowen stood with her children and Johamma; they seemed to be waiting. They were angry at Lorryll, obviously. They always thought that he was too self-centred and greedy, with no bounds. Wayde was fuming, and he wanted to kill his brother for betraying the family.
There were other family members; all of them were too stunned and worried about what would happen now.
Caelum stepped forward, his expression unreadable, though his eyes burned with restrained fury. His voice, calm yet sharp as a blade, broke the silence. "Was the marriage for this purpose alone?" he asked, his words cutting through the murmurs.
"You married your daughter to my son, spouting ideals of unity, talking of binding our clans through love and loyalty. All that nonsense you fed us—was this your final goal all along?"
Caelum never really cared for such ideals. And it was just a union of clans; he thought of it as such. He knew Segarus from their young age, so when he proposed marriage, he accepted.
Segarus met Caelum's gaze, unflinching, and a slow, calculated smile spread across his face. He chuckled softly, a sound that sent chills down the spines of those watching.
"Well," he began, his tone casual but laced with malice, "I didn't think it would work as well as it did, to be honest. Binding our clans through marriage seemed an elegant solution at the time. A simpler way to get close to your family, to your power."
He paused, his eyes glinting with amusement as he took in Caelum's unwavering expression. "But of course," he continued, "I knew attacking you directly would only lead to my death. I'm no fool, Caelum. Even though we are in the same realm of power, I know you've achieved far more than I. You're stronger—stronger than anyone in this room."
The compliment hung in the air, but it wasn't flattery—it was an acknowledgement of a dangerous truth.
The imperial prince.
Standing beside Caelum, the young man's expression was defiant, his loyalty to the Kaezhlar clan unwavering. He made no move to leave, even as the others fled in droves. His royal attire, adorned with the empire's insignia, seemed to shine brighter in the dimming hall.
Segarus turned his attention to the prince, his smile fading into something more contemplative. "Prince," he said, his voice taking on a softer tone, "it seems you've chosen to stay. How admirable."
The prince squared his shoulders, his voice steady as he replied, "I am loyal to the Kaezhlar clan. I will not abandon them, not now, not ever."
Segarus chuckled again, though there was no humour in it. "Loyalty. Such a fragile, fleeting thing. I wonder how long it will last when you're faced with the inevitable."
As the tension in the room mounted, Caelum stepped forward, placing a hand on the prince's shoulder. "Your loyalty is commendable," he said quietly, his voice carrying the weight of a leader's gratitude. "But this is a Kaezhlar matter. Do not involve yourself further unless I say so."
Prince Milon shook his head, denying him. "I can't leave when you and your family are in danger. You have taught me to never back down, no matter what," he said, his voice firm and resolute.
Milon, in his young years, stayed in the clan and trained directly under Caelum. It was a special favour done for him because of his mother. Since then, Milon had been fiercely loyal to Caelum and his family.
Segarus smirked, his demeanour casual yet sinister as he addressed Caelum. "Well, if you stand in my way, you will die alongside them," he said, gesturing toward the remaining Kaezhlar family members.
The imperial prince, Milon, stepped forward, his jaw set in defiance. "My father will not be pleased with your actions," Milon declared, his voice steady despite the looming danger.
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