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Despite the girl’s general insignificance, the male found pleasure in her awe. Despite his antisocial attitude and indifference, Haku Soul quite liked being in the focus. If he had been years younger and youth, he would have gone ahead and bragged about it. The battle would have been magnificent, and he would have been a shining star out on that battlefield. Things had changed, and like most youths, Haku’s personality had cooled down to something a little bit more stable, one of excluded those explosions of mindless violence that sometimes grabbed hold of him and pulled him under. He was not a man of many words, and he was shorter with children, especially when they went into their continuous-questioning modus. Both of his children had served him some of those, and Haku had made sure it had never happened again. He tolerated very little, and did allow the children any slack either. Conor had been the most curious and perhaps also the most intellectual of them until now. That was why it had gone so wrong. Emwe had been more mechanic and lightweight in his head. He was glad they did no longer live in his cabin.
The secui tilted his head a bit to the right, allowing his light gaze to linger on the child as he answered her. ” We fought and it was a draw.” What it could have been was not worth pondering over. Haku did not linger on unchangeable things that belonged in the past. It was not worth the effort. ”He was a good fighter, perhaps better than me.” Compliments were well deserved, although he had decided to openly loathe the pied psychopath. He had believed they had an understanding, but the black eyed monster had been in Dahlia several times and attempted to create his inferno. This pack belonged to only one monster, and that was Haku Soul. Still, it was not possible to deny the experience and skill that the other man had possessed. Haku would give him that much, but not more. As for the child, why could not the secui draw some advantage out of this situation?
The chocolate Lilium rather liked the reaction that the new information triggered in the puppy. His gaze quickly fled from her, and a brief expression that was closely related with regret touched his face as his face turned away. If he had not been what he was, he would not have revealed such a detail to a child. An adult would have little problems adjusting to that fact. After all, Cwmfen and the dark man were two different individuals with different soul grades. Children, however, were more likely to keep things as a connection. Cwmfen was ‘nice’ alright, but if she had a father like that, could she be hiding some of that same darkness within? ”Yes, she is. I hope she does not take after her father.” he cruelly soothed, adding honesty to those masculine tones, as if it actually could be a possibility that Cwmfen and her father shared more than merely their blood tie. |
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