Aether Chronicles: Birth Of A Legend-Chapter 107: I’ll Kill You Where You Stand

Raegar watched the Sunfire Duchess smile before he turned his gaze to Elise, who looked nervous while introducing her mother. ''This is Hilde Northwood, Duchess of the Northern Lands and the Frost Witch of Dawnfire.''

''A pleasure to meet you as well, Duchess,'' he greeted the blonde woman.

Hilde's smile grew wide as she exclaimed in shock. ''The Tetraarch is real! I can't believe the rumors are true. The Aether King walks Sylvara once again.''

Raegar looked at the older blonde woman, who lowered her head in respect. ''Raegar Blackwood. The Northwood House will always come to aid you in your battles. As the first Tetraarch to walk Sylvara, we want to make sure your enemies cannot harm you.''

''Mother!'' Elise exclaimed.

The others looked confused, but Hilde explained. ''It will become clear in the future. Just know, Raegar, you have friends among the nobles.''

''Thank you,'' he replied, making the older woman smile.

She took out a similar plate to Vlads and handed it to him. ''Here, its the Northwood Plate. It will tell anyone in the north that you a family friend which comes with many benefits a young man like you could use.''

When Elise saw this, her eyes widened in shock, but soon, a smile appeared as she nodded in agreement. Following that, the four women left to get ready for the wedding as he continued exploring his grandparents' place.

Raegar wandered down the corridors, his gaze drifting over the family portraits adorning the walls. He spotted Jasper, Isabella, and Lyra captured in the frames, their faces frozen in time, but his own was absent.

'Is it because I won't take the Vaelthorne name like my siblings?' he pondered before shrugging. 'It's not like I care, I'm happy with Blackwood. Can't leave father alone can I?'

''So you're my sister's youngest boy,'' a deep voice sounded from behind him. ''Rather small for a Vaelthorne.''

Raegar turned around with narrowed eyes only to see an older man who looked to be the younger version of Griffin, just with white hair. He was a giant compared to him promoting him to think. 'This must be Cassian, mothers eldest brother.'

The older man gave off a Tier Eight aura, which caused the hair on his back to stand up, but he still retorted while smirking. ''Yes, I may be small, but size doesn't matter when I can wield every element and kill Devil Lords, Uncle Cassian.''

He watched as the man bristled as he turned around, but his eyebrow rose when he saw his face and commented. ''So Rhaelor was telling the truth, the creature disfigured you.''

Raegar shrugged the barb away with a confident smile. ''It doesn't matter, once Grandmother gets back she'll heal me and everyone knows this.''

''She's too kind even though you don't share our name,'' Cassian answered. ''But I'm glad it doesn't affect your confidence. Can't have the nobles seeing you being depressed.''

''We may not share the same name, but my mother is still your sister, which makes me your nephew, Uncle,'' he said, turning to walk away. ''It was good to see you, though. I need to head to the hall for the ceremony, so we shall speak soon.''

Cassian watched the young Blackwood walk away as if his aura was nothing prompting him to think. 'What is this boy? Not even Father gives off this strange energy.'

Following this, he arrived at the hall where he spotted his father Alaric standing there talking to his other uncle Darius and stopped short when remembering the slap but laughed it off. 'It was more instinct than malice.'

As Raegar stood there, he sensed his father's aura radiating a Tier Eight that edged out Cassian's, not by much, though. Then there was Darius, who was only a Tier Six despite being a general in the Dawnfire Imperial Army.

Moments later, the two men caught sight of him. Alaric stiffened while his uncle hastily withdrew as Serenya's voice rang out. His father, Darius, approached with a nervous look that morphed into wide-eyed shock as he drew near.

''Son, what happened to your face?'' the older man worriedly asked.

Raegar gestured toward a secluded corner, and the two moved there together. As they settled, he began recounting everything that had unfolded in the Bloodfang Forest and Dungeon.

His father listened, visibly stunned, before suddenly pulling him into a tight embrace. Caught off guard, Raegar tensed but allowed it, feeling the weight of the moment. Soon, Darius pulled back, his voice thick with sincerity.

''I'm sorry for striking you, my boy. I'll be honest, you scared me half to death when I saw your potential, and lashed out with that slap,'' he admitted.

Raegar started laughing before patting the older man's back. ''Don't worry about it, Father. I was shocked, but I've never hated or resented you. Why do you think I kept the Blackwood name? Can't leave you alone, can I?''

Alaric let out a warm chuckle, tousling his son's hair with affection. ''That'll make your grandparents happy. You should stop by and visit them on your way to the academy. They're in the Moonfire Forest, just south of Drakenwood. They'd love to see you, I'm sure of it.''

''I'll be leaving tomorrow or the next day. When I'm passing by the forest, I'll go visit them,'' he said. ''It's been close to twelve years since I've seen those two.''

His Father smiled before going to join his mother and sisters who appeared alongside Yuki. Moments later, the rest of his family appeared, only for him to notice his cousins were avoiding him, apart from two young men who approached him with welcoming smiles.

''Cousin! It's good to see you after all these years,'' the younger of the two.

Raegar's gaze settled on the young man before him, Magnus Vaelthorne, whose long white hair was neatly tied back, framing a pair of green eyes inherited from his father Lucian. As Serenya's youngest son, he and Raegar had always gotten along well.

His second cousin, Kaelith, who was younger, shared the family's signature white hair, though his was cropped short. His black eyes were a trait passed down from Ismeria Vaelthorne, who had married his uncle Darius.

Despite his father's disdain for Raegar, the son had always been different, and they got on well. When seeing the two of them, he greeted them. ''Cousins Magnus, Kaelith. It's been a while.

''The scars make you look good,'' Magnus commented with a smile. ''Gives off a wild warrior vibe, like the ones from the east.''

Kaelith nodded in agreement. ''I heard you've been fighting devils. Father told me that the higher-ups in the Devil Hunter Order have been keeping their eyes on you,'' he revealed.

Raegar's interest was piqued, but he responded calmly. ''Yes, I've killed plenty since they showed up at home a year ago. It was a Devil Lord that scarred my face, until Grandmother comes back, at least.''

As the trio caught up with each other, Serenya's voice rang out across the hall, sharp and commanding. ''Magnus, Kaelith, come help your parents, boys!''

His two cousins offered quick farewells before hurrying off, forcing him to laugh at his aunt's serious expression. Moments later, Victoria and Yuki guided him toward the chamber where the wedding was set to unfold.

Hours later, Raegar walked out once the ceremony was over. Jasper and his wives were led off with the parents. This left him and Yuki standing in the garden, while doing that she looked at him with a smile.

''Do you want juice, young master? You look thirsty,'' she offered.

''Yes, please,'' he answered, causing the young woman to wander off.

Raegar sat there gathering until a shout echoed through the garden, causing the other family members to gasp. He headed toward the sound only to see Cassian's first wife, Calista, insulting Yuki, who ignored it as her ears lowered.

''Why is a filthy animal attending a Vaelthorne party?'' the older woman barked.

Without waiting, he walked toward the duo as the air around him changed and the clouds above boomed. The cat woman's head snapped in his direction as he scolded the older woman.

''Who are you to speak to her like that?'' he growled at the woman just as a ching rang out, and his daggers appeared in his hands with a snap.

Calista's eyes turned to slits, a venomous edge sharpening her gaze, she snapped, ''Your woman? What possesses a son of the Valthorne bloodline to dirty himself with a beast as a lover?''

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With a mocking laugh, she tossed her golden hair back, her voice dripping with scorn. ''Even with your scars, you bear the honor of our family's name, you deserve far better than this wretched whore.''

The moment those words spilled from her lips, the air above them detonated with primal fury. Raegar's aura erupted, untamed and ferocious, as thunder roared through the heavens like the wrath of gods unleashed.

His blades flashed upward, their edges hovering at Calista's throat. When he spoke, his voice was no longer his own, laced with a chilling promise. ''Insult her again, and I'll kill you where you stand.''