With a smile on his lips, Wrik opened the door of his apartment. He walked up straight up to notice Anton on the couch, studying some papers. Anton returned before him. With a small nod, Wrik continued his way towards the washroom. He needed a bath to relax. It's been a long day for both of them.

When he came back from the bath, Anton was still tinkering with the papers, while Kathrin was resting in her place. He asked out, resting his buttock on the couch. "So, I can assume your side is well covered?"

"Mostly yes," Anton said. His head was still in the papers he was reading. "Red said he would manage a few by tomorrow."

"What are you studying so hard?"

"Do you know how much the card is worth — the one Lucas sent us?" He asked, raising his head from the papers. "It's two million penz. And he said it's a little money to take care of the smaller problems."

"It may be little for him…" Wrik's exterior twitched. They had been working their asses off for a few thousands of penz and here someone calling two million little money. "So what you're doing with the papers."

"I'm making the papers for buying off this apartment. I like this place quite a lot. Wouldn't hurt, only cost about a hundred thousand penz." Anton clicked his tongue while saying 'only a hundred penz'—still not used to that. "And after buying the necessity, I thought about leaving the rest in Aunt's care."

"If you're always as responsible as now, I won't have to worry about anything," Wrik said as a sensible elder brother advising the mischievous little brother.

"When was I ever irresponsible?" Anton yelled out. "Maybe a bit careless, when I was young."

He grinned out, hearing that. "We will leave for home at dawn, tomorrow. I already booked the tickets."

It would take over three hours on the train to reach Pantia, the small town where their family was. Well, it's only his sick mother and aunt. Wrik looked at the resting figure of Kathrin. He had to leave her in the care of his aunt—couldn't take anything to the trial. Thinking about it made him uneasy.

"Alright. But you're the one in charge of dealing with aunt," Anton finally agreed. "Almost forgot, how's your conversation went with Sophia Syfinn? Did she ask about me?"

Wrik shook his head. "I didn't see her," he said. "Supposedly, she was out on some business. I left a note mentioning our decisions."

"I'll really miss her," lamented Anton.

"Ahh, Ton, you know close to nothing about her."

"I don't need to learn anything about her... Fuck! I'm already missing her."

"Fair enough," Wrik pondered for a bit to nod in comprehending. With Ton's nature, it was comprehensible. "But it's not like you would never meet her again."

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It's about midnight when Sophia returned to the Grand Canan. There's not even a single soul present on the street, but the Grand Canan was still gleaming with faint lights. It was one of the most extensive and secure fortresses in the country. Not many of the Mahasayer could get a suite in here. And capital was the least of the things you need to get a suite here.

Sophia walked in through the path between the garden. In the cool breeze of the night, her long gown swayed as her blonde hair. She was wearing a white gown with a black and silver striped pattern on it. And there's a symbol of swords and a shield on her left arm. It appeared to be the dress code of some organisations.

She walked on, unfretted. Her good-looking exterior showed a hint of fatigue in them. But she hid it as she approached the receptionist.

"Good. . . Greeting, mistress." The handsome-looking receptionist didn't know what to say about the greeting, bowed.

"Is there anyone looking for me?" Sophia asked.

"A youth named Wrik Everknight came in the evening. . ." the receptionist said answered instantly. She messed over the desk to find the note, and handed it over awkwardly, saying. "He left this for you."

"If there's nothing else?" Sophia took the note.

"No. Mistress." She bowed again.

"Good night then." Sophia turned and left for her suite.

"Good night." the meek voice of the receptionist came in her ear, but Sophia didn't falter in her walk.

Arriving at her suite, the first thing Sophia did was removing the heavy gown from her body. She changed it to more comfortable clothing. Finally, she took out the note and started reading, sitting on the couch.

A deep frown appeared on her brows as Sophia finished reading the note. She sighed. "Now who would offer them the invitations, I've to look into it later."

She rested her head on the couch and closed her eyes, pondering.

After a few minutes, Sophia picked her body up and walked towards the room to her left. Before even opening the door, a frown appeared on her forehead. She moved further on to the second floor through the stairs.

The second floor was not that majestic as the one before, but it's more materialistic. Sophia went straight to a particular chamber, opening the entrance.

The temperature of the chamber was on the colder side. Mists were drifting away from the centre of the chamber. A serene figure was sitting cross-legged in the centre of the room, while white mists were as if warping around her. But she wavered as the mists dispersed, quiet and quick.

The serene figure opened her eyes, as her figure became clear in the disappearing mists. If Wrik was here, he would have recognised her emerald eyes in the instant.

"That's quite the progress in barely a few hours," Sophia said.

"I'm in a good mood today," the girl with the emerald eye said, raising her body.

Sophia nodded. "Well, Mahasaying does depend quite a lot on the emotions," she said. "You don't need to worry about it, you're already few steps ahead of the others. Moreover, it would be a lot easier after assimilating with the origin seed."

The dark-haired girl nodded.

"Rest the next day, you'll get busy in the trial," Sophia advised. "Apparently, I have to find another person. Couldn't waste a ticket."

The emerald-eyed girl opened her mouth to say something. She hesitated a bit to close it again as she left the chamber. While Sophia couldn't help but sigh a bit, looking at her sister.

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END OF CHAPTER FOUR: A CHANCE MEETING.

NEXT CHAPTER: HOME.