Vital

Zaric POV

I fucked up, again. Elara’s pissed at me and so is Varek. I glare down at the desk, wondering how I have managed to get this stupid. My father walks in, shaking his head at me. “Son, sometimes I wonder how I managed to give birth to such a moron,” he said as I glowered at him.

Thanks, Father, I appreciate you not holding back on your sentiments, I thought moodily.

“Thanks, that’s really