"Father... may I know who it is?"
Lucian smiled gently. "Of course, my dear. That is exactly what I wanted to tell you."
Lyria leaned forward slightly. "So... Who is he, Father?"
Lucian remained silent for a few moments, as though carefully choosing his words. Finally, he spoke.
"You already know him very well, Lyria."
She frowned in confusion.
"I... know him?"
Her mind immediately began searching through the faces of her classmates. Then one particular face surfaced in her thoughts. A young man with black hair and hazel eyes.
She had suspected it before. His extraordinary power had never seemed ordinary. But Lyria was someone who still couldn't understand how divine energy feels. So she was unable to recognize it.
Lucian nodded before she could even ask. "Yes."
"He is in your class. His name is Damien Ashworth."
Lyria's eyes widened.
Although she had already guessed the answer. Hearing it confirmed still left her stunned. "...Damien?"
