On the chill, lengthy corridor, Saken Morrison walked alone.
His head held low, his face dark and gloomy, as if struggling with a difficult decision.
âSaken!â
At the sound of his name, Saken Morrison stopped abruptly. When he lifted his head, he saw his wife, Nina, standing right in front of him, just a step away. Had she not spoken, he probably would have bumped into her.
âWhatâs on your mind?â Nina asked, her face filled with worry as she observed her distracted husband.
âNina⦠Iâ¦â Looking into the gentle beauty of his wifeâs face, Saken found himself at a loss for words.
Nina appeared unable to guess her husbandâs thoughts. Assuming he was still brooding over his father Francoâs suicide, she tried to comfort him:
âSaken, dwelling on past sorrows is pointless: a true warrior should stand above such suffering, seeking out their self-worth amidst adversity.
Now more than ever, during these challenging times for the Morrison Family, shouldnât you as the former Count Morrison, the direct heir of the family, take a stand and find a path towards renewal for our family?â
Saken gazed silently at his wife with a complicated look, after a long pause he replied:
âNina, Iâm no longer Count Morrison, the Morrison Family isnât what it used to beâ¦would you still choose to follow me?â
âWhy would you ask such a thing?â Nina frowned, seeming to take offence at her husbandâs question. âHave you forgotten the vows we swore before the Lord of Glory?
Be it poverty or wealth, sickness or health, success or failure, we pledged to face together until death do us part!â
Sakenâs eyes prickled, his throat tightened, and his heart was deeply moved by a feeling he could not put into words.
Nina watched her husbandâs emotional state, and offered him a comforting smile. âSo, you donât need to worry. No matter what choice you make, Iâll be by your side, enduring it with you.â
âEven if the path I chooseâ¦turns out to be a dead end?â Saken asked, barely daring to meet his wifeâs eyes.
Even his newly assertive resolve seemed to wobble at his wifeâs words.
âA dead end?â Ninaâs complexion turned serious, âWhat are you planning?â
Realizing he misspoke, Saken felt panicked.
After hesitating a bit, he didnât dare tell her about his and Cadinaâs plan, so he lied:
âWhat I mean is, because of fatherâs death, I didnât pledge my loyalty to Count Angler in time. Now, he must be wary of me, and even if I went to swear my loyalty now, I probably wouldnât earn his trust.
I do understand that the Morrison Family has no choice but to follow him to the Westland, but⦠I fear that once I get there, he will use me as cannon fodderâ¦â
âThat wonât happen,â Nina quickly comforted, feeling relieved to see Saken showing signs of changing his mind. She was so elated that she didnât notice her husbandâs evasiveness. âCount Angler is not short-sighted. If he dare squander your life, the entire Morrison Family, and even his own reputation, would turn against him!â
âWhat if he really is that short-sighted?â
âThen Iâll die on the frontline with you!â Nina answered resolutely.
Saken stared into the eyes of his wife for a long time without saying a word.
Seeing his silence, Nina approached and clasped her husbandâs arm as she softly spoke, âDonât worry, such a situation will not happen. Even if you donât believe in Count Anglerâs character, you should believe in Lady Graceâs judgement.
If she chooses this path for the Morrison Family, she must be confident.
Do you think she would harm the Morrison Family?â
âNo, of course not.â Saken collected himself, âI too, trust Grandmother.â
âSee, everythingâs fine!â Nina grabbed her husbandâs arm and led him forward, laughing provocatively, âcome, letâs go together and meet Count Angler â I believe he will welcome your pledge of loyalty enthusiastically!â
Saken forced a smile and followed his wife towards Colinâs quarters with a heavy heart.
After passing through the hallway and ascending the spiral staircase to the third floor of the castle, Saken and his wife were stopped in front of a wooden door by a guard.
Although the Phoenix Butterfly Fort no longer belonged to the Morrison family, the feeling of being restricted in the place he grew up was a pain to Saken.
Only after the guard announced their arrival were they allowed to enter.
Upon entering the room, Saken saw Count Angler busy going through loads of paperwork behind his desk.
âBoth of you, take a seat while I finish this,â Colin waved them off nonchalantly.
Saken gently pulled Nina to have a seat on the couch, while they patiently waited.
Shortly after, Colin put down the scroll in his hand and smiled, âKnight Saken, Lady Nina, what brings you to me?â
He couldnât deny the loss he felt upon being addressed as âKnight Sakenâ instead of âCount Morrison.â However, Saken took a deep breath, pushed aside his useless emotions, approached Colin and knelt down on one knee, and said:
âRespected Guardian of the North Territory, Count Angler, please forgive my previous offense.
If permitted, I, Saken Morrison, wish to pledge you an unparalleled loyalty today! Throughout my life, your will shall be my aim, and where your sword points is where I head!â
Colin gave Saken, the young knight who suddenly had a change of heart, a surprised look, but stepped away from his desk.
After all, Saken was the former Count Morrison, a legitimate heir to the family. His loyalty would greatly help Colin truly gain control over the Morrison Family.
Colin walked up to Saken, withdrew his sword, lightly touched his shoulder, and said:
âI accept your loyalty.â
Saken stood up, looked at Colin with mixed feelings, and said in a deep voice:
âCount, thank you for forgiving my previous offense!â
âItâs okay. After all, your father just passed away. I can understand your feelings. However, I hope you know who the real enemy of the Morrison family is.â
âI understand,â Saken nodded, then said, âCount, I suddenly recalled that the Morrison family records contain some secrets that might be related to Uncle Horusâ¦â
âOh?â Colin looked intrigued and eagerly asked, âWhat secret?â
âI stumbled upon it while checking the familyâs archives a long time ago. Didnât pay much attention at the time, and it has been so long that I barely remember it. Would you like to come with me and dig it out for a closer look?â
âSure.â
Saken turned and started to walk away, but after two steps, he turned back to Nina, âNina, I will take the Count to the library. Could you take care of fatherâs remains and arrange for the funeral? Iâd like to bury him as soon as possible.â
Nina didnât suspect anything and agreed, âOkay.â
Upon finishing, she left alone, while Colin and Saken ascended the spiral staircase to the top of the castle under Sakenâs lead.
The Morrison family had a profound heritage, and their library occupied an entire floor.
Standing at the entrance of the staircase, Saken stopped, not moving further.
âWhatâs the matter?â asked Colin, puzzled.
Sakenâs face showed a mix of emotions, as if he was facing a fierce internal struggle.
Colin took a deep look at him, smiled, and asked:
âRegretting?â