Veyris did not reply for a while as he looked at the man whom he once played with as a child. As children of the Royal House of Arathor, they had a lot of responsibilities, and their teachings were almost endless.
The first eight years of their life were the most blissful they ever had as children, and then the testing began, and the trials, thousands of children were sorted, managed, given duties and trials no children should have to endure, and soon all the fragility of childhood was gone.
Veyris had been quick to let go of this fragility, but Calyx had not done so quickly enough, and he suffered for it. With the talent of his brother, he should have gone higher, and there was a chance that he could have become an Ascendant Candidate, but he could not let go of his childish way of thought quickly enough, and so when it became too late, he had no allies to turn to, when he was seen as just a brute and a pawn.
