"I live anywhere I can. Until people start to recognize me as a vagrant." He paused. He grinned sheepishly at Roselite. She was pretty, she was talking to him, it was a different kind of experience for Kal. Since she arrived he'd felt something welling up inside him. It made him uncomfortable. It was as if Roselite's presence commanded dominance over him.
His right hand felt weird and so did his temples. Raising a hand up to his face he saw something moving under his arm. He looked at Roselite then back to his arm. Suddenly what appeared to be a shaft of bone break out of his skin from under his wrist. The pain was so fast and sudden he didn't have time to register it. Another memory floated to the surface of his mind...
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"So this is your little pup, Titus?" Queen Beryl said. She patted Kalidite on the head. He moved back behind his mother's legs hiding. Beryl then stood up to face Kalidite's mother.
"Make sure you train him well. I will only have the best youma for my daughter. And if he turns out as well as you did I can only see good things for the future of our kingdom." Beryl grinned at Titus. Titus, her favorite pet.
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"Am I a youma?" he said. He looked into Roselite's eyes longing for her to tell him he was normal, that she didn't have power to evoke such memories from him.
Is everything going to be okay?