Meanwhile, the plane that Raine and Tyrone boarded had finally landed at the airport in Country D. Tyrone couldn't help but frown when he noticed how Raine was unusually quiet. She never dared to utter a word as they went out of the plane. She also started walking ahead of him when she just said that they should walk together.
'Is she mad?' Tyrone mused. He was bothered by the sudden change on Raine's disposition. It was as if she wasn't even seeing him.
Outside the airport, a car seemed to be waiting for them. A man bowed slightly at them as he politely greeted Raine. The man then opened the door at the backseat of the car for Raine, letting her board the car. Tyrone sighed as he took the other side of the passenger's seat. Driving forward, there was deafening silence inside the car as they traveled towards their destination.
Soon enough, their car entered a famous hotel in the capital city, stopping just by the entrance. Tyrone quickly went out to open Raine's door, but the latter had already gotten out on her own and walked inside. Tyrone shook his head as he followed her at that instant, walking with the same pace beside her.
Raine, on the other hand, was stopping herself from smiling. She was playing hard to get and giving Tyrone his own dose of medicine for threatening her like that.
As they entered the private elevator towards her penthouse, the silence was still as deafening between them. The elevator door opened, and Raine walked past Tyrone without batting an eye and headed to the hallway. That was when she almost tripped. However, Tyrone quickly caught her before she completely fell.
"What's wrong?" Tyrone asked upon seeing that she seemed to be limping as she walked.
"Just cramps," Raine plainly mumbled.
Without a word, Tyrone swiftly carried her in his arms. Raine didn't comment on it, simply wrapping her arms around his neck. She stared at him with a blank face.
"I'm at the next door," Raine commented.
Tyrone stopped in front of the door, and Raine pressed her thumb on the biometric lock for the door to open. Entering the room, Tyrone put her down on the couch.
"I'll just get an ice pack," he said as he then quickly looked for the kitchen.
On the other hand, Raine picked up her mobile phone in her dress pocket to return Mia's voice calls and messages. She had already read Mia's messages back when she was inside the car but didn't bother to call yet since she had other company.
"Boss, you won't believe what we just found out from Aire. She read the torn pages of the Mirage Diaries, and it looks like it's the book of truth from what we're hearing. What was written on them is way different from the files in our system right now.
"Of course, they are. The files in the system will always be different since they're fabricated. Do you now see why I often trust my instincts rather than reports?" Raine scoffed. "Anyway, I'll just finish the mission here, and then we can all talk about it once I come back there. For now, just make sure that you and Levi train Aire well. Don't ask her too many questions," she instructed before she ended the call.
She snorted. She was already aware of the torn pages from the diary, but then her brows furrowed as she pondered on how those torn pages even ended up in the hands of Aire's grandfather. It seemed like Aire knew a lot of things she had no business in knowing. Raine deeply sighed as she whispered, "So many things to do..."
She closed her eyes and rested her head on the headrest of the couch. She was really exhausted, both physically and mentally.
"Aire…" she whispered, wondering if she did the right thing in adopting her. She had just followed her instinct about the little girl, who she had believed to be harmless and innocent.
"Who's Aire?" Tyrone, who overheard what she just mumbled out, asked as he bent on his knees and put Raine's legs on his lap so he could more easily press the ice packs on her cramps
"Aire is my daughter," Raine said with a grin, keenly watching Tyrone's expression.
"I see," he plainly answered, without giving away any emotion.
"You don't look surprised," Raine commented.
"It's your personal life, Boss, so I think I'm not in any position to make any reactions at all," Tyrone professionally explained.
Raine didn't comment. Instead, she pulled her dress up further, revealing her translucent flawless white skin before Tyrone.
The latter frowned. So in retaliation, Raine pulled it up some more and said, "There are also a few cramps on my thigh."
She smirked at seeing the conflicted expression on Tyrone's face. Grabbing the ice pack from his hand, she said, "I'll do it if you can't."
Tyrone immediately stood up, "I'll go put the luggage in the room then. Just tell me where my room would be."
"Where else? Didn't I make it clear? You stay where I stay," Raine snapped with lifted eyebrows.
******
At the Convel Society Territory
"Are you going to allow that man to lead?"
Decan's son, Regan, retorted. He still couldn't accept how his father lost to a young man who had suddenly appeared out of nowhere, claiming his right to rule the Convel Society.
"I lost the fight, son. You know the rules. He is a true alpha, and he fought me fairly," Decan whispered.
"Is it because he spared your life?" Regan asked.
In every fight they had witnessed for anyone who wanted to rule their society, the winner would never spare his opponent's life in order to obtain their opponent's power. However, this Theodulf broke that norm by not killing his father. He had usurped the throne and spared his father's life, saying that it would do him no good to kill a good warrior when he had already won the fight.
"Let's observe, for now, son. Let's see how this Theodulf would rule our society. If we find any irregularities, then maybe we could think of a way on how to depose him," Decan commented.
He had to admit that this Theodulf got his respect. He seemed to be someone who knew how to value life, saying that every life form had its meaning and importance. As such, no one deserved to die simply for someone's benefit.
Regan sighed. He was still frustrated with how the throne had been stolen from his father. However, he was far from capable of fighting that Theodulf yet.
"Come here. You're overthinking this, son. Are you not happy that your father is still here with you? Alive and well?" Decan asked with a grin while he patted Regan's head. Regan was still young, way too young to understand everything.. He was only ten years old.