**_The message: bro should have never came back_**😔

"You should have never came back." Clementine looks at me in the eye.

We’re outside her rebellion’s hideout. The rebellion that goes against my father.

Her father hates me because of who I am—the prince. The son of the kingdom that kills Neuros.

He decided to tolerate me last year because I was getting his rebellion to help Katharos in the war(my childhood best friend’s kingdom that my father wanted to invade). After Katharos had won the war, Molis had banned me from coming on Firebounds grounds.

She’s right. I shouldn’t have. "I didn’t know where else to go."

Her brows furrow slightly in confusion before I reveal the bloody stab wound underneath my jacket.

She quietly gasps. "What happened?" She looks up at me, eyes wide.

I chuckle darkly. "Someone recognised me."

She pauses. "What did they look like?"

"Is that really important? I have a bleeding wound here."

"Yes, it is important."

I shrug and try think back to the man. "The man had honey skin I guess. Brown thin almond eyes, long black hair-"

"For Neuros sake," she groans slightly.

I frown. "Do you know him? Who is he?"

"He’s the leader of the terrorist group—Katan."

She slumps against the wall until she the ground.

"_What? _There’s a terrorist group out there? Why have we not been informed about this?"

"Kata had just started it a month ago but it’s growing fast. There’s about thirty members already in the heart of Pryla, who knows how many is out there."

I pause. "His name is Kata? And his rebellion is called Katan? Talk about self absorbed."

Clem raises an eyebrow. "That’s what you take from this?" She pauses when her eyes trail back to the wound in the side of my stomach. "Doesn’t that not hurt? You’re talking pretty fine for someone who had just been stabbed."

I groan slightly. "I was trying to distract myself. Anyway, I have a really high pain tolerance, remember? Dad abuses me, I went to war and everything?"

"Right." She stands back up. "I better go sort.. that," she gestures at the injury, "out."

"Do it quick," I slump against the wall.

"Yeah." She nods quickly and quietly rushes back into Firebound’s hideout.

I can’t believe I’m back here.