Julius stood calmly in front of the battered Kamin with his textbook smile. But his eyes were not smiling.
'This… didn't unfold as I planned.'
He hated when his plans derailed. It annoyed him, a trait he knew well came from his father, Varnel.
'How did he find out?'
The smile on his face masked the surprise he was currently feeling. His aim from the beginning had been to mess with Malakai's head before the Hunt, using Renlo.
He had wanted to beat Renlo into submission, forcing him to stay away from Malakai and isolating him. The latter would have known what had happened. He would have known Julius was the cause.
But ultimately, because Julius believed he was more powerful than him, Malakai would have been unable to do anything and instead carry a mind full of rage to the Hunt.
There, Julius had planned to crush him. To bring Malakai to his knees, licking at his feet just as he was meant to be doing.
