The Monarch's Retribution

Chapter 5 - I will be back

Nicolas remained standing in front of the burnt room, which was now damp from the efforts of the fire fighters.

As if to add salt to his fresh wounds, the sky rumbled, and droplets of rain started dropping from the sky.

The droplets from the rain fell on Nicolas’ bruised skin, and what started as a drizzle soon turned into a heavy downpour.

It was as if the sky was mourning the death of Min Tyris.

Nicolas continued standing under the pelting raindrops, mourning the death of his mother. Nothing else mattered at this point.

It rained as if it were the last chance for it to rain, and the intensity of the rain didn't decrease; rather, it intensified.

Just like that, three hours passed in silence.

By now, the whole manor was silent. It was way past bedtime after all, and unless one had something to do awake, or they were the security guards on duty, everyone should be sleeping peacefully.

Nicolas, drenched by the heavy rain, turned around and started walking towards the part of the manor where the patriarch lived.

The security guards responsible for guarding the Patriarch quarters were playing card games while joking lightly about the events that occurred earlier when Nicolas appeared in front of them.

One of the security guards who was more alert than the others saw Nicolas appear from the corner of his eye.

Immediately, the smile that he had on his face instantly disappeared, and a nasty expression instantly replaced it.

“Speak of the devil and it will appear.” The security guard spat in a disgusted tone.

“In this case, it isn’t a devil that will appear, but a trash worse than a dog!” The partner of the security guard said in a tone just as venomous as the first security guard.

Nicolas however paid them no heed and continued on his walk. There was no expression of fear on his face as he approached them. He just lost his mother after all. What reason did he have to be afraid? In the end, he had nothing to lose.

“Where do you think you are going this trash?!”

“Don’t you know whose quarters you’re entering?!”

“If you don’t want me to break all the bones in your body, I suggest you turn back right now and leave!” One of the security guards, the one who saw Nicolas first shouted in a very furious tone.

If it were before, Nicolas would cower in fear and turn back at once, but he didn’t do that. Instead, he ignored the furious shouts of the security guards and continued walking.

However, this only served to infuriate the security guard. Not only did a trash of the Tyris family have the audacity to ignore him, he also blatantly disregarded his order.

How could he let a trash ignore him like this?

If words of what happened here got out, he would surely lose his face among his peers. Then no one would take him serious anymore.

“You trash!” The security guard bellowed angrily, before kicking Nicolas right in the stomach, knocking the wind out of him.

Nicolas groaned painfully from the pain before rolling on the ground. The security guard didn’t hold back at all with that kick, and Nicolas could swear that he surely saw stars.

“Leave here you trash!” the security guard shouted again, before delivering another kick to him. This time around it was his chest that was targeted.

The second security guard didn’t have to be invited before he joined the fun with his partner. The two security guards combined together to beat Nicolas to a pulp.

Kicks, slaps, punches. There was no manner of beatings that Nicolas didn’t receive.

Yet despite the terrible pains he was feeling, Nicolas refused to make a sound.

In the end, he didn’t know how long he was beaten for. It could have been twenty minutes, it could have been thirty minutes. It could have even been an hour.

The last thing he remembered after being beaten heavily by the two security guards was a sharp pain to the back of his head, and then he passed out.

***

Nicolas woke up to the bright sun smiling down on him. It was almost as if the events that occurred the previous day was a dream, but the pain he felt all over his body told him otherwise.

Nicolas forced himself to stand up, albeit painstakingly so. There was so much dried blood on his body, a testament to how brutal the guards were with their beatings.

Now that he was beaten thoroughly, he now saw how laughable his actions were the previous night.

Overwhelmed by the emotions he felt from his mother’s death, he tried to seek an audience with the Patriarch of the Tyris family.

His mother was burnt alive after all. Not even her ashes could be retrieved. That was enough to make any normal human run mad with grief.

Yet, he couldn’t even make it past the security guards.

He was incredibly frustrated.

He had to see the Patriarch of the Tyris family no matter what.

As if to answer his prayers, several people appeared from the part of the manor where the Patriarch lived, and among them was the Patriarch of the Tyris family, Grey Tyris.

A myriad of feelings surged within Nicolas as he set his sight on Grey Tyris, but the most prominent feeling he felt was hatred.

He was angry.

He was frustrated.

He was grieving.

But above all, he hated the Tyris family. He hated them to the core.

Grey Tyris who was surrounded by people felt someone’s gaze on him, and then turned to find who was staring at him. However, it was a futile attempt, as Nicolas had hidden himself perfectly from the Patriarch’s view.

He wanted to pursue his gut feeling, but his attention was divided by the people around him, hence he could only leave it.

As Nicolas watched the Patriarch disappear from his line of sight, the flames of revenge were burning brightly in his heart.

He made up his mind at that moment. He was going to leave the Tyris family. However, he was leaving with an extraordinarily strong conviction in his heart.

‘I, Nicolas, will be back; and when I return, the Tyris family shall beg at my feet!”