RedNovelChapter 1317 The four kids were in the next tent over, lights still on-clearly not asleep yet. Outside, their scar-faced protector sat by the campfire, keeping watch like always. The kids had begged him to cinside and rest with them, but he wouldn't budge. He'd been that way since they arrived.
Tarquin decided not to go straight to Evan. Instead, he greeted the man first, "Evenin', Pops." He was following Elysia's lead. She'd told him the man was Bernard's old apprentice and Evan's mentor, so out of respect and a touch of warmth, they called him "Pops"a way to welchim into their family.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtThe scarred man looked at Tarquin, a little unsure. He wasn't used to being called "Pops." It made him happy, but he still felt awkward about it.
His whole life had been one long struggle, especially after his mother passed. Not a single easy day since. No friends, no family, nothing but survival and the heavy weight on his mind.
It was a miracle he'd made it this far.
And now, suddenly, he had people who cared. A family. It was all new to him, and he didn't quite know what to do with it.
Still, the way he looked at Tarquin now-there was no coldness or suspicion left.
"Evan's still up," he said, guessing why Tarquin had come.
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"I figured," Tarquin replied. "Why don't you get srest? Vill take the firstrest?'ll watch. You can switch withhalfway through the night."
The old man started to protest, but Tarquin cut him offy 'Elysia's orders. ver If don't listen, she'll givehell."
The old guy hesitated, his lips twitching, but finally just climbed up e into the tree nearby to catch a nap. He was used to sleeping rough and didn't like sharing a tent anyway.
Tarquin understood. He didn't push it.
And with that, he headed off to find Evan, questions burning in his mind.
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