More Prejudice

Few people knew why Aion left the town that morning, so no one made a fuss when he returned. Still, his mother made a fuss when he returned. With her bear hug, she was starting to cause more damage than Caelis did. Aion felt that she could have won the duel and gotten a flawless victory…

"You look fine, even though you didn't take your armor… is this the mark of a foot on your chest?" Artemisia asked while frowning.

"Yeah… he landed a good one," Aion said. "Regardless, Caelis is done. We only need to worry about making the transition of the territory go as smoothly as possible. Also, tell Bertham to look for a blacksmith that can make full body armor in this design. I want this ready as soon as possible, so he should look for someone who can work hard."

"This seems too big for you… did you get a friend that is willing to help you?" Artemisia asked.

"Something like that," Aion replied.