[Solo] Of Tragedy and Loss...

[Nosdyn]

Many years later...

By that point, Llukai Lancaster was already becoming a man of his people. As Nosdyn had taught him, he was already leading the children of the slums. He'd never be incredibly intelligent because of his learning deficit...but he'd learned because of Nosdyn, they all had. Much to Nosdyn's pleasant surprise, Llukai had developed his own leadership skills because of him. Because of the teachings of his Father. Llukai was fifteen at that point. By then, Nosdyn did in fact marry Xyllea. It had taken a long time for him to find the courage to do so.

But even then, and for the rest of his life, he was haunted. When he would be alone in the late hours of night...always he would think of the one he lost. Xyllea had become aware of that fact. But did not shy away from it, she wanted to help him heal.

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The next day...

Llukai Lancaster had memorized all aspects of Nosdyn's teachings and become a skilled sword-arm in his own right. He, and the other children of the slums...the older ones...looked at Nosdyn. Llukai spoke first, he was already becoming a fine young man. "General Nosdyn." He said calmly.

By then, Nosdyn had in fact become inducted into The Academy as one of her instructors by Lancaster's request. Nosdyn nodded calmly at his brother. He saw The Dark Elf people as his own family at that point. "Llukai." He said. He looked at the student calmly. "State the precepts of House Krotar, student." He said calmly.

And so it went...year after year...lesson after lesson.

Xyllea observed how far her Demon had come. By that point she had given him their first son. She also thought of Illsandra a lot at that point, but not in the same way Nosdyn did. There was pain in Nosdyn's heart...pain that would never heal. She observed her husband quietly. We did it, Illsandra. Me and you did this together, we changed him.

To the end of his days...Nosdyn would never forget the one he lost.

-The End.-