Catatonia

He took a deep breath, having effectively expelled his inner demons. His father's words touched his heart, just knowing that part of his family accepted him was enough. "Thank you...Father." He said. The word sounded foreign on his tongue. But he and his father hadn't spoken in a long time. Now that he thought of it, this was the first time the two had spoken alone.He stretched out his legs, acting as if his emotional outburst had never happened. As far as anyone was concerned, it hadn't. He yawned and stood up straight, newfound pride in his stance. He just needed to find someone to challenge, and Ephiphron was the perfect target. And then everyone would see. They'd all mutter about his strengths in combat rather than his social shortcomings, they'd congratulate him on his victory rather than tease him for his stark contrast to his siblings. He would win, and Ephiphron would lose her chances of becoming the lead warrior.

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