Chapter 47: Old Memories

"What are you planning?" Belarion muttered under his breath, his voice carried away by the wind. 

"I could not help you if I don't know how to help you" he muttered while sighing

Lost in a mix of curiosity and concern, Belarion found himself lost in thought

Which rarely never happens to him 

He thought back to the days when he was a child. A simpler days. 

Belarion, even as a child, possessed an extraordinary physical prowess that set him apart from his peers. 

From a young age, he displayed unmatched strength and power, making it clear that he was destined for greatness on the battlefield. 

Growing up in the Brolgadhr tribe, he was known as a courageous child, brimming with the spirit of a tiger and a temper to match.

As a child, Belarion often found himself at the center of attention