The Wizard's Queen

Chapter 10

"Does he do this often?"

"No, this is the second time I have ever seen it this bad. He has raged out some in the past, but nowhere near this scale to the point he actively was trying to kill," Luke admitted.

Wren gulped, eyes widening in shock that this war was really going to drive that Fitzgerald boy to wipe out a whole army if given the chance. If he continued to let his emotions fuel him, the battles would only become more frightening and deadly. Someone needed to make a move to take the teen out before he destroyed a whole town in the process of fighting for the Resistance.

"We truly are screwed if your friends can't control him," Wren gulped.

"Yes, losing Morgan and seeing Riley almost die really affected him," Luke admitted, "That's why I wish Riley would wake soon. I feel she would be able to stop him from causing anymore mayhem. She helped calm me down when I first met her, pushing me towards actually fighting for a cause instead of blindly rebelling against my father." 

"Yes, you have calmed down. The old you would have let Derek kill us all without batting an eye," Wren snapped.

Luke frowned shaking his head as he snarled, "I may have allowed it, but I would hate myself for the deed after its done." 

Wren smirked, glad to see he hit on this boy's weakness. He wasn't cruel and heartless like his father, but actually deeply cared for humanity itself. No wonder why his father was easily able to manipulate Luke into not supporting the Resistance. He would rather have his friends hate him than to see them get hurt.

"You know, its to bad your father couldn't sway you to his side," Wren stated, "you really would have been an useful ally."

"Why do you side with my father?" Luke blurted out.

Wren paused, unsure of the answer. He didn't really know why he sided with Michael Noble. He knew Leona joined because of the joy of power. He followed along to be with his girlfriend, not really a strong supporter of either sides. All his life, it had been ingrained into his mind that when the time came, the Sorceress must die. It had been ingrained into all of their minds, ever since that day in history all those years ago. He never attended the trial, so he still hadn't personally seen the Sorceress yet, just heard about her from all the other Wizards.

Honestly, from the talk she wasn't like what the legend depicted her to be. He heard how she stood up to the Council, calling them out on their backwards ways before she got the actual Merlin to step in and intervene. The biggest shock was knowing that the head of the International Council was her grandfather, yet he still allowed the events to happen.

Wren had a sinking feeling that the only way to expose the corruption in the Council, especially the American one, was to allow for the Sorceress to be pursued. The American Council had been the biggest advocates of her execution, fueled by the belief that if they were the ones to deliver her head to the International Council, then Michael Noble would earn the opportunity to be named next in line of the International Council. Basically, every single thing he had ever done was fueled by his desire for power and control twisting him into the heartless man he is today.

Maybe Wren really was on the wrong side. Even legends like Voisin had sided with the Sorceress. Spell-master Voisin was someone Wren respected deeply, him being the man that helped him train to be the powerful Wizard he was today. Honestly, he was confused, stuck in a gray area unsure what was right and wrong.

The Sorceress was named successor to the International Council and she was also protected by the Elves. The giants were strong supporters of her too, from the rumors he had heard with the gatekeepers. His own brethren, the fae chose to keep out of human affairs, but they strongly despised Michael Noble; something the King was sure to mention on a daily basis whenever Wren would travel home to see him.