TBATE Fanfic : Lucas Wykes

Bairon POV :-

That was unexpected, I considered him to just straight forward say that these were peasants they can't be something like that or something like I will destroy the Boys Bloodline something when he woke up. What was the name again yeah Arthur Leywin.

They would have reached the council. Hmmm. Let's just right tell Father to write a report to the council telling the true nature of the attack on Xyrus.

I leaned my body onto a wall as I scratched my chin. I think that wasn't normal behavior from Lucas. Maybe shock could have made his head a bit normal. What I was thinking was some resistance from the metallic arm thing. Either way, I won't know cause I started distancing myself as I got to know his nature Arrogant and prideful.

Shaking these thoughts off, I fixed my focus back on going to my father's office but still, I felt something disturbing me.

Knocking on the door and entering start into the office I saw Father.

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"Well, then what happened?" Otis Vahyur Wykes asked scratching his beard.

"According to the witness statements, Lucas terrorized the school alongside a group of cult members led by a man called Draneeve," Bairon spoke his eyes glinting with anger.

"Then the boy who tried to kill Lucas did so without hesitation and brutally." Bairon with anger continued, "Maybe he had some personal beef with the boy."

"Hmmm." Otis nodded and spoke," What did the boy say?"

Bairon nodded and spoke, "According to Lucas he was drugged and under an unknown influence that controlled his body he did these deeds."

Otis smiled as he listened to it and commented, " Well I didn't expect him to be more Wykes than you... Adeline!!" Otis spoke his lawyer's name a bit high to call her.

Soon the door of the office cried once again and a lady wearing a black coat with black hair and sharp features entered the office.

"Yes Sir?" Adeline asked her voice monotone and non-emotional.

"Expedite a message to the council right away. The contents will be "Regarding the regrettable attack on Xyrus. My Dear Lucas Wykes under the influence of an unknown drug injected into him forcefully by the 'Draneeve' had lost control over his own body and was like a puppet moving according to the wills of those evils. It hurts my heart greatly that instead of helping my son The Victim that unknown blackguard unfit to live in society had tried to kill my son while doing it so brutally. It was by the Grace of the gods or my son was dead already. I hereby demand justice for my son not as a noble but as a heartbroken father, who had seen his son torn up limb to limb. No other form of repentance other than death would be appropriate for a heinous attempt to tarnish the name of Wykes and the Royal Kingdom and for a brutal attempt of murder."

Otis after a long speech released a sigh as he turned towards Bairon, "This is an accurate account is it not, Bairon?"

Bairon nodded as Adeline spoke as she bowed and left the room," I send it right away, Sir."

Otis sat down on his chair and opened the book he was reading before Bairon's entry. Bairon spoke looking at his father. "So aren't you going to check on him?" He asked.

"No need for it you already have checked up on him and I don't have time... Now leave me." Otis spoke non-interested as he flipped the page of the book he was reading.

Bairon bowed as left the room. As he walked out he thought, "I know you care about him much more than me cause if you were the same to him as to me you wouldn't have cared for him even after his behavior. But you care about him you always did..."

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*Beautifull Morning*

It would have been If I hadn't been literally dragged out of my bed by this body only recognized brother while there might be some overgrown wykes sperms scattered around Dicathen. Ahhmm. Sorry about that I went out of track. Thank the holy deities of this land that he gave me time to atleast get myself ready and change my bandages after his careless pulling.

"Let's see" I scratched my chin while I looked at the wardrobe of this boy shining brightly like some polished diamonds. Literally, diamonds embedded into his feminine-looking coats really who the hell wears yellow, red, and blah, blah. Really Nobility is weird.

Taking out a cream-coloured shirt and black trousers. "Well, this'll do the little trick of making them think I'm a feeble little human child the victim of this destruction." Right about the council, the elves would try their best to get me punished, for the Humans they'll try to get me out safely because of the threat last night sent by Father to the minister of wealth or whatever under the royalty, and for the dwarfs they don't personally know Lucas...

Right none of them know but the earlier two know of the rumors surrounding the boy and the dwarfs they aren't so much interested in getting some info about the boy. So let's try to get their favor...

The Question is how? The best option feels like money. For that I'll need to talk to the man incharge of this mansion Otis Vahyur or Father* Fuck it was cringe Lucien. We'll just go with Duke. Lucas used to call him Father the only time he wanted to get something out of him.

"And that's it," I said fixing my hair a bit nice but leaving them a bit ruffled. Picking up a black ring from the dressing table and wearing it on the index finger of my right or the flesh hand. From flesh, I remembered what the hell kind of prosthetic they attached to me that I could move it like my normal arm as if it were natural. I believe the real Lucas might feel something but it is new so I'm adapting normally.

Looking at myself again in the mirror and walking out of the room. I had a single thought, I should seriously stop talking to myself....

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