Radiant Bonds: The Light of Fairy Tail (male laxus twin reader x fairytail)

Siegrain's Intrigue

As the discussion concluded, Org and Michello escorted Y/N to the Magic Council headquarters. The atmosphere inside was formal and imposing, with marble pillars and grand archways lending an air of authority to the surroundings.

Y/N couldn't help but feel a twinge of nervousness as he followed Org and Michello through the corridors, his mind swirling with thoughts of the Wizard Saint title and the weight of the Council's expectations.

As they entered the council chamber, Y/N's eyes widened in surprise at the sight of the council members seated around a large circular table. Some faces were familiar, while others were shrouded in mystery.

His gaze lingered on a man with striking resemblance to Mystogan, his heart skipping a beat at the uncanny similarity. It was Seigrain, a powerful mage and member of the Magic Council. Y/N couldn't help but let out a gasp of astonishment, his surprise evident to everyone in the room.Seigrain raised an eyebrow at Y/N's reaction, a hint of amusement dancing in his eyes. "Is something the matter?"

Y/N quickly composed himself, offering a sheepish smile. "Sorry, it's just... You remind me of someone I know."

Org and Michello exchanged a glance, their expressions unreadable as they observed Y/N's interaction with Seigrain. It was clear that Y/N's surprise had not gone unnoticed, and they wondered what significance it held.

As Y/N's vague response lingered in the air, Seigrain's anxiety heightened. The realization that Y/N saw a resemblance between them struck him like a bolt of lightning. Could it be that Y/N had somehow uncovered his true identity? The thought sent a chill down Seigrain's spine.

Maintaining his composed demeanor, Seigrain pressed on, his voice carefully measured to conceal his inner turmoil. "A resemblance, you say? How... intriguing. It's curious to hear that I remind you of someone you know."

Y/N nodded, oblivious to the turmoil brewing within Seigrain. "Yes, it's quite remarkable, isn't it? The resemblance is uncanny, I'd say you both were brothers."

Seigrain's mind raced as he struggled to maintain his composure. Every vague response from Y/N only fueled his growing panic. Was this the moment his carefully guarded secret would be exposed to the council?

Seigrain fought to keep his expression neutral, though inside, his panic was mounting. "Indeed, the similarities are uncanny," he replied, his voice tight with tension. "Perhaps it's merely a coincidence."

Y/N nodded, seemingly satisfied with the explanation. "Perhaps," he agreed, oblivious to the turmoil stirring within Seigrain.

As the meeting progressed, Seigrain found himself struggling to maintain his facade of calm authority. With each passing moment, the fear of his true identity being exposed grew stronger.Meanwhile, Org and Michello observed the interaction between Seigrain and Y/N with growing curiosity, though they remained unaware of the underlying tension.

Eventually, the meeting begins and Seigrain couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. The encounter had been close, too close for comfort, but for now, his secret remained safe.

As the discussion shifted to the main agenda of appointing Y/N as a Wizard Saint, the atmosphere in the council chamber grew increasingly tense. Council members debated fervently, their voices echoing off the grand walls as they weighed the merits and risks of such a decision.

"Y/N's accomplishments are indeed impressive," one council member remarked, their tone thoughtful. "But can we truly entrust such a prestigious title to someone so young and inexperienced?"

Others nodded in agreement, voicing their concerns about Y/N's readiness for the responsibilities that came with being a Wizard Saint. The skepticism in the room was palpable, casting a shadow over Y/N's prospects.