The Primordial Record - Chapter 945

Chapter 945 Pay The Price

Rowan thought there was no reason to lie at this time. He was affected by many things, but he was not ruled by fear, he was sure that Elura and the old man had seen through his actions when he had attacked and knew that he lacked fear even when facing a being as powerful as Elura turned out to be, although he did not go all out and call forth the full breadth of his powers, was it not the same for Elura?

It was a delicate balancing act, to show his true self while keeping the rest of his nature under wraps. It was a good thing that Rowan had truly once been mortal, and he knew that one trait of mortality was imperfection. He did not have to be perfect, only passionate.

Elura frowned, pondering on his words before asking, "What do you mean by saying; what she would want? Am I not your mother Romion?" gesturing to herself, "Is your memory of me so corrupted that you cannot recognize my Aura?"

Rowan considered his words for a brief moment and he chuckled, "The fact that you asked me that question should tell you everything. The Elura I knew understood that true connection did not lie in the surface, but here," he pointed towards his heart, and for a moment Rowan thought he felt a terrible storm brewing inside the eyes of Elura

"Easy with him Elura," the old man called out, "Remember his roots and his age, there are many things he would need to learn about beings of our level, and how difficult attachment is to form and maintain after the weight of time had scrubbed our memories raw, he does not know this aspect of you, so, be patient, give him the time to learn and appreciate this facet of your nobility. He has only known a loving mother, he has not met the Empress, and something tells me that you don't know his entire story either."

Elura snorted in irritation, "You seem awfully eager to defend him, and I did not forget your enjoyment at my humiliation."

"How could I not, it is not every day you see your face slammed into the ground by a mortal, and one that turned out to be your son. You have always lived a life of supreme control and it was not your humiliation that made me laugh, it was the fact that for the first time in a long time, you reminded me of the time you were a whelp, a memory that I feared had been lost in the deep bowels of time. Oh, daughter, the look of sheer surprise on your face! I would burn a thousand universes to dust just to see it again."

"Lovely," she muttered, before addressing Rowan, "Your actions against me were uncalled for, raising a blade against me without any prior justification is a deeply unfilial act, and you have stepped out of your bounds attacking an Eminence of my station, an act that would lead to an eternity of mortal punishment, for such a violation, the price you shall pay will be dire,"

Rowan shrank back before he squared his shoulders, and he nodded in acceptance, if there was a punishment to be dealt out, he was willing to take it, there should always be a price for thoughtless actions, even though he did not regret a single thing he did. The only regret was weakness. Findd new stories at .com

"Backing down? That is a foolish thought" The old man waved his hands in annoyance, "No, this child is a masterpiece, and he will be treated as one."

Looking up at Rowan his eyes brightened, "Disregard my advice on planting your dimension in the Nothingness. That is a path for Kings and Emperors, but you have exceeded those limits, and doing so would be an insult to your potential. No, we forge your Circles!"

Elura's eyes widened and she went pale, she wanted to open her mouth to protest and then she fell deep into thought, but whatever was going on inside her head was so tumultuous, that she was biting her lips unknowingly. "Forge my Circles?" Rowan muttered in confusion.

"Your Supreme Circle child, what did you think the term came from? Since the beginning of creation, it is something that has been postulated, but considered impossible, because how could there ever be a mortal with a foundation solid enough to make their Circle come to fruition?"

"I don't understand."

"Of course you don't," the old man laughed and tore reality with a gesture, "Follow me, I shall take you to the end of the Primordial Era, and the birth of the Supreme Circle. Your training has just begun."

"Training?"

Sigh, "Did my daughter Aura shatter your mind? If you are not aware, you have no right to refuse, that is also my price."

"Price of what?!" Rowan cried out as he was dragged back in time to the end of the Primordial Era.

"For being my grandson."