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my poor boy

Imagine Vylad just becoming a shadow knight, and sneaking back into O'Khasis to check up on his family

Zane is normal. Garte is normal. Zianna only seems mildly troubled. He doesn't wait around. He doesn't notice Garroth is missing until he sees him sneaking out the gates

He follows him to a small grave outside the city

The stone is marked with crude letters

'May Vylad, my baby brother, rest in peace'

Garroth lays a flower down

"I'm sorry, Vylad." His voice breaks and he turns, only just missing the flash of green.

"I'm so, so sorry."

He wanders down the road, not noticing the shadow approaching his brothers grave

The stone is planted in, and Garroth notices only when his previous lord is dying, and as he realizes what it means-

He forgot what he was thinking about.

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