Finally, the Athamanas took a walk along the beach while they waited for the elders to arrive. To the team's great relief, the clouds that had almost grown on him in the past few days disappeared from Razvan's face. However, the team did not know how these particular clouds had disappeared. The leader of the Athamanas, contrary to what his friends thought, was not resigned to the situation, but decided that if his entire team was lying to him, then he would find out everything about them, no matter what the price he had to pay for it.
Razvan had lived his entire life seeing blurry spots in his memories. He did not trust his own mind, so it was no wonder that he trusted others even less. However, it was an undeniable fact that the reborn General Csito wanted to trust the young people gathered around him more than anything else. At first, because he thought that if he couldn't trust himself anymore, it would be best if there were people he could trust. Later, even if he didn't dare to admit it to himself when he first realized it, because he liked the team.
As the years passed, more and more fragments of memories appeared in the mind of the leader of the Athamanas, some that didn't come from his current life. These fragments of memories, however, obscured certain memories from his current life. That's why Razvan tried not to focus on these things. When he was younger, it was very important for him to remember everything that happened around him. He couldn't help but forget something mundane and answer questions instinctively.
After all, quite embarrassing situations would have arisen if, when someone asked him who was most important to him, little Razvan didn't say "my family", but without thinking, he blurted out "Svihák". No one would have understood what he was talking about. It would have been just as unpleasant, if not more, to get lost in his own home. So since the age of four, when he first realized that his memories were changing, he had always been very careful not to dwell on them.
This plan worked until the day came when he was presented to the High King of Madüjawr as the heir to the Zaukán tribe. Every hegin of a chieftain's family knows that the High King of Madüjawr is the youngest son of Athira himself, who has taken it upon himself to guard the safety of the Karrabata basin with his kí. This kí formed the protective shamanic circle that surrounds Madüjawr and has kept the hegins who call the valley home safe from outside attacks for a thousand years, since the time of Athira.
Razvan had known on the morning of his presentation that trouble was coming. He felt it in his bones, his twelfth birthday was marked by the calm before the storm. Everyone was happy and congratulating him, all dressed up in the Crystal Castle, but Razvan had a lump in his throat from nervousness and was more worried about something he didn't really know what, than he had ever been before in his life. This day was supposed to be like any other. Razvan had practiced enough not to pay attention to his past life and the blurry spots.
However, as is usually the case on such occasions, nothing went right. Starting with waking up with a headache in the morning, continuing with almost breaking his nose when he fell down a flight of stairs. Then came the worst part of the day. His father called him and led him to their cave room that held the Seven Mile tower. The whole process was the same as every time. Building the tower, pulling out the right brick and placing it on top of the tower.
The journey was no different from the others, not even the arrival. It wasn't the first time Razvan had been to Holdvár. But it was different then. His father led him with a smile to the great hall, where no one was allowed to enter except the chieftains and their descendants. As they entered that particular hall. His father happily announced him to the High King of the Hegins, then weakly pushed Razvan's back and left the hall. Everyone had to face the High King alone. However, Razvan could barely bring himself to move.
"Come closer, don't be afraid!" The High King called out and Razvan involuntarily flinched. The voice was much more raspy than it had been in the past, but it had belonged to the same person. Razvan's repressed memories burst forth at once, suppressing many new memories. "Don't cry!" He heard the word, then raised his head and looked sadly at the High King.
"I'm sorry." He whispered, then after the obligatory introductions, he silently left the room. Razvan decided that day to take over the Karrabata Valley. His previous life would not let him endure his son's suffering, but in order to free the High King from it, he must become the High King himself.
The suppression of his memories became much more difficult after that day. His old practices were like healing kisses on wounds, they didn't really do anything. Then Rahul appeared and next to him was none other than the most important person in Razvan's previous life, Svihák, or Etele, the useless táltos.
Razvan's memories returned much faster after that. It is true that the spots were still present and were just as annoying as ever, but the leader of the Athamanas remembered more and more things about his past. What surprised the young hegin more was that the memories of his present life remained in his mind.
It can be said that Razvan's life was completely turned upside down with the arrival of the hegin who had grown up in the west and the future Zaukán chieftain did not really know what to do with the new situation. Nor did he know that the more his team spent time with Rahul, the more often he ran into important figures from his previous life. Razvan never liked it when he was not in control of things around him. And for about two years now, he has not been in control of what is happening around him.
So it's no wonder that the young hegin wants to do anything to get it back, or at least feel like he's got it back. That's why he decided to find out everything about his team, and not to grumble about it. The easiest way to get information out of people is to be on good terms with them and ingratiate yourself with them.
This was Razvan's plan, maybe not the quickest plan to implement, but at least he had a plan. And with that, he had his new goal, and Razvan worked much better in both of his lives if he had a goal to achieve. As for the rest. The leader of the Athamanas thought it best not to worry about being surrounded by old acquaintances and, as Etele said, he tried to live in the present with his new team.