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"I don't know." Cronis shook his head.

He wasn't sure how he was supposed to explain his father's views on the ministry and healers. Cronis'father thought of it as a weakness to be a healer if you were a male. Had he been a daughter rather than a son, he was sure his father would have supported it wholeheartedly. Cronis hated the way his luck always went.

He looked at Eva. "I don't expect you to understand where I'm coming from with this. But my father is a very traditional, hypocritical man.", It burned in his mouth, to call his father a hypocrite. "He just expects this of me, because I'm his heir. He doesn't want me to.. throw away my life, i guess is what he thinks of it like."

He ran his hand through his hair and sighed. "I know it would be best to just ignore what my father wants and thinks, but I can't help but think I need to live up to what he expects of me. Merlin knows my brother won't." Evander just wasn't ever going to be who his father wants him to be, and it wasn't because his brother was trying to go against him, rather he just didn't have it in him.

"I just don't know what to choose."

Eva sighed. No, she wouldn’t have comprehended where Cronis was coming from with being torn. Not with how her parents raised her. Although, they could be a bit on the protective side. It had only taken her missing curfew once with Tyler to find out just how insane they could be about where she was and having a talk about responsibility with her.

“If it were me.” She began seriously, “I would go with where my passions were. Obviously with you it’s being a healer. I mean after all, despite what you think your father would think you’re here helping out when you could just as well be doing anything else.”

While Eva’s parents would have preferred her to pick a sensible profession to join once she finished school, they wanted to allow her room to attempt things and fail at them. Learn from her mistakes. “The worst you find out is that being a healer isn’t for you and you can always go back to the original plan right?” she asked him curiously.

She tucked some of her hair behind her ear, “I mean, if you had parents like I do that’s what they would tell you regardless of if it was what you wanted. The worst is you try and fail, a positive would be that you love what you do and you’re happy.”

He wanted to believe that everything was that easy. After all, for all he knew, it was and he was just overthinking everything he'd been taught by his father. His mother had always left all the teaching to his father, when it came to him having preferred taking care of Evander since he was younger. Sometimes Cronis wished that he'd been born just a minute later so he wouldn't have to deal with any of the things he had to now.

Cronis didn't want to be a ministry employee. He knew that some of his friends thought it would be cool to be a big ministry person, but Cronis didn't think that. Mostly because it was being shoved down his throat. Anabelle thought that working in the Magical creatures department would probably be cool, and that was where she was trying to head, but Cronis wouldn't even be allowed to do that, if he did decide to give the ministry a chance.

"But I don't have parents like you." he replied, his words leaving his mouth a little more harshly than he had intended them to. "I have pureblooded aristocrat parents who don't understand anything other than what they know. My mother isn't a healer, no one in my family is. They are all in the ministry or stay home. There is no in-between."