Lexin's Pov ch6

Lexin slowly entered the room, looking around nervously. "Well, are you coming, or just looking around?" Father Derrick asked gently.
"Sorry, Father. I just don't remember ever being in here. But I can look around later. Philos said you had something to tell me, about who I really am, or something?"
"Ah yes. Truth is Lexin, you were at the temple, but you weren't alone. Marcus was there with you, about to plunge a dagger into you on his lord's orders. He knew your father's advisor had lied to him, but he was far too loyal to him to disobey. I stopped him and scarred the left side of his face, blinding the eye on that side. Told him to tell his lord that a monster had eaten you and scarred his face as punishment for being seen. I took you here and Vera's cared for you ever since."
"Marcus, you mean of Thairen, way down south? Wouldn't that make Prince Trevor my elder brother and Prince Hector my younger?"
"Trevor would be your elder twin, yes."
"Great, this is just getting better and better," he mutters to himself. "Just one more question."
"Let me guess: why did I stop Marcus from killing you?" Father Derrick said gently knowing Lexin's mind.
If Lexin was surprised, he didn't show it. "Pretty much, yeah."
"You and Trevor,  and Hector too, are destined to meet again. If I had let him kill you, the Darkest would have taken over the world then and there."
"I see, and I take it that's why you've kept my true identity from me?"
"Yes, yes it is. Your real name is Lexios. Named after the hero Lexin's younger brother, who was the reason Lexin left on his journey that made him a hero. That, however, is a different story. Now is the time for you to make your own. You and Danior." softly, then grunted in pain.
"Father Derrick?" Lexin said quietly, alarmed.
"It's all right Lexin. Just my wounds acting up, meaning I need more rest. Philos is telling Danior about this. You and him are to head southwest and meet your brothers there. They will have someone with them that even Caelich will listen to, an Ironwing. I cannot say anymore on your role; you must figure it out there. Tell no one your true name until you meet Trevor and Hector." softly, laying back down.
"All right. Rest now. Danior and I have much to think about as we prepare." quietly
Father Derrick chuckled weakly. "I'm sure you will. Take care of each other, for when the final fight comes, you'll find none more loyal and true than him and your brothers." softly.
"I will, thank you." softly, leaving the room and heading to his own, bumping into Danior on the way there.
"You alright, Lex? I heard the story from Philos." Danior asked quietly.
"I will be. I just need to think for a bit." Lexin said quietly.
"It's a lot to take in, I take it?" softly.
"Yes, yes it is. We still need to get ready though." quietly.
"Philos already spoke to the friar and his helpers. We need to rest and pack tonight, we leave in the morning, right before dawn." softly.
"That's fine by me. We'd better start packing now, then." quietly.
"Very true, though if you start giving me orders my foot will meet your butt." Danior said, half serious, half jokingly.
Lexin chuckled slightly. "I'm sure you will. See you in the morning." softly.
"See you."