Chapter 98. Never Give Up

Darius' POV

"Son, this is Sir Timothy, your trainer," Count Reymar introduced me to an old man in front of me. He was also a vampire who turned out to be my father's trainer when he was still a kid. "Sir Timothy, my son."

"Hello, young boy," Sir Timothy introduced himself and reached out his hand. "I am Sir Timothy. I heard that you want to learn about combat, is that right?"

I nodded firmly. "Yes, sir," I answered. "And I trust that you will teach me everything that you know."

"Of course, just like what I have taught to your father when he was your age," he said. "I am sure we will have a lot of fun while training."

I watched Sir Timothy and Count Reymar talking in the throne room. I felt a presence behind me, until it spoke. 

"You want to train so much you would not mind your unhealed burn on your legs?" I heard my mother ask behind me. "Why so persistent?"

"I want to train because I can walk now," I said coldly. "And