"Celica, can you get the orders for table 3"

"I got it"

The Boar of Liliana was busy as ever. Once Celica got home, she decided to help out after seeing all the full tables and the lively atmosphere inside the restaurant. Her parents wanted her to rest since she was taking the week off but she insisted on helping, saying it was nice to see the cheers and smiles.

"Here's your food Mr Welsh, enjoy."

"Thanks again dear"

"Your welcome"

"Celica we have orders for tables 6 and 13"

"Coming!"

Things were busy in the restaurant and even though the restaurant was engulfed in loudness and chaos, a good time was had by all including Celica with a smile on her face.

*THUD*

Suddenly, there was a loud noise near the entrance to the restaurant.

"Welc... Luther what happened?!"

"Celica I need your help, let's go"

"Wait, Luther!"

Without hesitating, Luther ran right back outside with Celica frantically changing her shoes and trying to follow him.

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The girl was asleep on the bed after the surgery with Luther right beside her as she rested. Holding her hand through surgery, Luther watched the whole time as the doctor attempted to repair her broken body. Every broken bone was set to heal and ever laceration was sewn up while the girl body squirmed through the whole operation. Yet Luther never closed his eyes to the excruciating pain felt by this young girl. When it was finally over, the good news of her surgery was spread by the doctors and they all cheered.

The Doctors of Everleade was apart of an organization that was primarily used by the rich and wealthy. They charged large sums of money, large enough to where the people of the commons would have to give up their life savings in order to have surgery done. Luther did not have the money for these operations. All the prizes and earnings Luther had gotten from the war went towards charities that would help these small children in impoverished situations. However, there was a situation in which a doctor could operate without a fee, and that was to service the king and his guards. Of course, with Celica being one of the heads of the King's Guard, she had free access to these doctors, and Luther knew that.

"Luther, what happened?"

During the whole ordeal, Luther remained silent, only watching over the girl as she fought for her life. Celica berated Luther with questions about the little girl but he just remained silent. Hoping that hearing about the girl's well being would loosen his tongue, Celica attempted to get her answers again from Luther.

"..."

"Please Luther, I need to go explain this to the King later, I need to know"

"She was being bullied"

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Luther finally gave in to Celica's demands. His mind was fully occupied with the girl up until this point and now that her safety was assured he could finally speak.

"Bullied? what kind of bully beats a girl half to death? Tell me the truth Luther!"

Celica was getting agitated. Luther had a history of hiding things from Celica and when she found out about it she would always come screaming at him for answers. A child being bullied and being beaten half to death did not seem like a plausible story at all so she thought he was lying. 

"She's from the slums Celica"

With that line, she understood that Luther was telling the truth.

"And one of the boys bullying her was from the Jezebelle family."

And with that line, her face erupted into shock. She knew about the Jezebelle family and their treatment of the poor and she always wanted a chance to investigate their underground deals. Yet the king would never let her, insisting that it would be a waste of time and that their activities had no effect on the kingdom as a whole. 

"What did you do to the boy?"

"I threw him"

"Luther are you crazy?! He's apart of one of the most influential families in this kingdom. When the king hears about this..."

"He's probably dead now Celica"

"WHAT?!"

"When I left the scene, the boy was unconscious under that big oak tree we used to play under. The tree fell as I was leaving with the girl and it probably fell on him with the rest of the boys."

Celica hearing the news fell to the chair and her head sinking to her chest in shock.

"When the King hears about this he will..."

"Don't worry about it Celica, I'll make sure no one gets hurt from all of this. But can I ask you for one thing."

"What it is?" 

"Please take care of the girl."

"Luther..."

When she turned fourteen, Celica learned that Luther used to live in the slums. She noticed as they grew up together, he had a particular weakness for the people suffering from there. She knew that he used his war money to help build shelters and orphanages for kids and would stop by there weekly to help out. 

"Take her to the orphanage near my house and tell them she comes with my recommendation. I'm sure they will help out. I have to go."

"Where are you going?"

"I still need to polish a few things up before tonight's show."

"Wait, Luther!"

Before she could get another word in, he had already left.

"haaahh"

Celica let out a big sigh in anticipation of the work she will have to do because of Luther. 

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"MY SON! OH MY SON"

The kneeling man was weeping as he held the body of his dead son with a face crushed beyond recognition. However he was not the only one, Many of the boy's families heard about the fall and went to check out the noise. When they got to the scene, they saw the horrible scene of a fallen tree crushing barrels and anything else that was under it at the time. There were also the bodies of their mutilated sons as they were being dragged from under the tree to be delivered to them. 

"WHY! HOW!"

"I'm sorry Sir Jezebelle"

Brock was at the scene trying to explain to the parents but he was faced with a man of terror, Pascal Jezebelle, the head of the Jezebelle family. Any wrong answer would mean his life and his families lives would be at risk so he treaded cautiously"

"You! Why didn't you save my son!?"

"..." 

"Answer me! You are a guard! You're supposed to protect us!"

"..."

"You were right there, WHY!"

Pascal charged at Brock but the other guards kept him at bay.

"LET GO OF ME! You all better have a good excuse because you will be facing the king before this day is over!"

Pascal then rampantly left the scene in the direction of the palace. He wanted answers but no one would give him any and now he would have to rely on the king to sort this matter out while he holds his despair in his heart ready to take vengeance on the person at fault.