12 Freja leaving.

He was only a boy of 14 years of age, no matter how much he meditated, he was still a young and pre-mature boy.

But he felt conflicted when she said that. She was his grandmother and she loved him very much and the only family she has left. So she didn't tell him that it was wrong and also she didn't encourage him. Just let the 'accidents' happen.

Today, he was just staring at the wooden roof. He was recalling the fight earlier. At that time, he saw that woman who appeared out of nowhere. By her mysterious aura, she's definitely not an ordinary woman. And her beauty caught his attention.

Even though he was still just a fourteen old boy, he was attracted to the women who were older. Maybe it was because of his staying with his grandma that he became like that. Anyway, he was starting to show some interest in things other than training which he did for almost nearly ten years.

He also thought that woman must be pretty strong. Like she walked out of the arena and no one stopped her.

He turned to the right and closed his eyes then fell asleep.

Next day.

In the kitchen, at the dining table.

"Are you going to the arena again?" Freja enquired, giving him a bowl of soup.

"Yes. Today I will fight a few of them."

He started eating.

"It's about time I test my strength. Right, Grandma?" He asked with a bright smile on his face.

He only stayed like a normal and gentle boy around his grandma. He loved his grandmother very much that he wished they spend time like this every day if possible.

Freja ruffled his hair. "Always keep your all senses alert all the time. It's the most basic thing and an important note at that."

"Are you still practicing your sword?" She inquired.

"Yes."

"I may go out for a few days. So you have to stay at your aunt's house. I asked your uncle to let you stay with them but he said he didn't want you in his house."

"So you stay at your aunt's place." She said looking a little sad.

She didn't want to leave him and go.

He was shocked to hear the news and stood up asking, "Why? Where are you going?"

He didn't expect her to leave him here. And where was she going? Why now?

She placed her both hands on his shoulders. She looked at him with an affectionate gaze. Her eyes were moist already.

"Grandma!" He called her again holding her hands.

"I have to go. I don't know when I will return. But I will come back to you."

She didn't expect that she has to leave without him.

"Why can't you take me with you?"

"It's not a safe place for you."

He fell silent.

"My Aragon. You should take care of yourself."

She took out a pendant and a ring from a cloth that was wrapped in it, which was on the table.

She put the pendant on his neck and put the ring on his finger.

"Keep this pendant on you all the time. Never lose it, understand." She made her point, pressing her tone.

"And this ring, its called storage ring. Never tell a soul of this ring's existence. Make sure to use it when no one is around."

She was doing all this as a precaution in case of her not return but she didn't know that she might never see him again.