321. Shashasha
“How was I ant to know that?” Adam asked, his cheeks flush with embarrassnt. No, if he had thought about it, it would have made sense. Farot, who was Jarot’s youngest son and the one he doted on the most, had married a Devilkin, who apparently he was sweet on since he was young. It made sense that he’d get together with a Gak, since they grew up together.
“You really didn’t know?” Jaygak asked, half thinking it was a joke.
“No,” Adam replied. “Though it does seem really obvious now. I think Jarot ntioned that there was a Gak who had so personal business with the dragon, and now it makes sense.” The story beca far sadder knowing that Tangak had gone to avenge her daughter, and her grandson. ‘Right. Raygak ntioned sothing on my birthday too.’
“What is the matter?” Jurot asked, noting Adam’s face.
“Jurot, I’m such an idiot,” Adam stated.
Jurot pat Adam’s shoulder. “We all have our strengths, Adam.”
“We need soone smart to balance us out, otherwise Lanababy will be as stupid as us,” Adam said.
Jurot nodded his head, understanding that he wasn’t the brightest Iyrman around.
“Jaygak…” Adam said, but his eyes then went to Kitool. “Kitool, we’ll leave our sister’s intelligence to you.”
Kitool bowed her head.
“Why can’t-“ Jaygak began.
“Thank you, Kitool,” Adam said, cutting the Devilkin off.
“Wait, I-“ Jaygak tried to protest.
“If it’s Kitool, we can trust her, right Jurot?” Adam said.
“Yes,” Jurot replied.
“Jay’a, he’s bullying !” Jaygak cried, causing her dire wolf to poke up her head from the at, before she ca over to the Devilkin.
“You’ve grown so big, Jay’a,” Adam said, reaching up to pet her head gently, brushing her hair. “What did they feed you?” Jay’a had grown almost twice her size since he had last seen her. It wasn’t long ago she had been just a little cub, her mother having been clawed apart by a dragon.
Jay’a panted, dropping down nearby. Adam tossed her so at, which she tore into.
“Seriously though, what the hell happened? It’s only been, what, two months at most?” Adam asked. “Are they okay?”
“They are fine,” Kitool said. “They will soon be fully grown.”
“That quick?”
“It was a Great Twilight,” Kitool said, as though that explained everything.
“If you say so,” Adam replied, sipping more of his wine. “Oh! Right! Jaygak.”
Jaygak scowled towards Adam.
Adam raised his brows. “Give Bloodseeker.”
“My Bloodseeker?” Jaygak asked, reaching down to her sword. “Why?”
“I’ll trade you your Bloodseeker for another weapon.”
“But it’s my Bloodseeker,” Jaygak said, hugging her sword.
“That old man, Strom, bet his magical longsword if I could beat your aunt in a single blow, and so I won the sword. Apparently it’s ant to be as good as my Phantom, but I didn’t actually check.”
“This isn’t a joke, is it?” Jaygak asked, staring at Adam. He was trading a sword as good as Phantom for Bloodseeker? That was a deal too good to be true.
However, it was Adam.
“I’m just telling you what I’ve been told.” Adam shrugged his shoulders.
“Can’t you check?” Jaygak asked, furrowing her brows at him.
Adam remained quiet. ‘Am I actually stupid?’ “Right. I’ll do it tomorrow if I’m not lucky.”
“Bloodseeker has been such a great help,” Jaygak said, rubbing the hilt tenderly.
“Then just put it in the family fault and take Stormdrake,” Adam said.
“Stormdrake?”
“The sword,” Adam said, beginning to get up. “Right, I made a new axe too.” The ring on his finger transford into an axe. “It’s a basic enchantnt, with a little extra damage, and I can use it for my spells too.”
Jurot nodded his head. It was nowhere near as good as Phantom, but Adam had a good reason to make it no doubt. Adam disappeared to get the sword, returning with it in hand.
Jaygak narrowed her eyes at Stormdrake, which looked like it had been made out of a blue dragon, the eternal enemies of all the Devilkin within the Iyr. It looked so much like their Azureblade, which was also made of blue dragon, though seed more like sapphicule.
Jaygak touched Stormdrake, and twitched, feeling the great power within the blade. “You weren’t joking. This blade is powerful.”
“Yeah,” Adam replied, simply. “It had to be since I had to bet Phantom for it.”
“Did the Iyr take Phantom away from you?” Jurot asked. It was his best guess, and seed to be the logical course of action from the Iyr.
“It belongs to the Rot family vault,” Adam said.
Out of everything he had heard today, that had surprised him. “I see.” That was sothing Jurot hadn’t expected, but it seed that the Iyr truly didn’t want to push Adam away so eagerly. It was a test to see whether they could trust Adam.
“I have three years of being able to use the shrine without donating any weapons to the Iyr as part of the deal,” Adam said.
“A great price to pay,” Jurot said. The weapon was worth so much more, though it was made thanks to the Iyr’s help. “Did you make the deal so that it ca into the possession of the Rot family?”
“Of course,” Adam replied. “Don’t forget I’m your brother, Jurot.” The pair shook forearms after their mont. “I heard a Great Twilight ans the undead are going to take it easy for a little while.”
“They will rise during the middle of dawnval,” Jurot confird. “They are far more dangerous.”
“That sounds terrible,” Adam said.
“Terribly fun,” Jaygak joked. “I’ll test to see if that Stormdrake is any good.”
“I’ll check it out tomorrow in the morning,” Adam assured.
They continued to eat and drink and talk, until night eventually swallowed the entire Iyr.
Jurot chewed onto a leaf, which eventually ford a thick sli across his teeth. The sli fizzled across his teeth for so ti, before he spat it out, feeling how clean his teeth had beco. Lanarot crawled up to him and babbled, causing him to pick her up.
“You have beco so big, Lanarot,” Jurot said. “You have been eating well.”
Lanarot clapped her hands together and squealed, staring up at her brother’s face. It had been so ti since they had t, but she was so full of joy to see him again.
Jurot held her up ahead of her. “Did you have fun at ho?”
Lanarot babbled in response, kicking up her legs. She waved her arms about excitedly.
“That is good,” Jurot replied, before pulling her down onto his lap. Lanarot sucked her thumb and rested her head against his chest.
Adam yawned, stretching out his back. “It must have been rough for you the last month, so take it easy, alright?”
“Yes,” Jurot replied, glancing over towards Adam. “Have you been working hard?”
Adam smiled. “I’ve been thinking a lot.”
Jurot shook his head. “Thinking too much is bad for you. Sotis you must do.”
“Yeah, yeah,” Adam replied, smiling. “Lanarot, co.”
Lanarot looked over to Adam, hearing her na. Adam held out his arms for her, and she crawled towards him.
“I’m still your favourite, aren’t I?” Adam said, kissing her cheek, letting her lay beside him.
“For now,” Jurot replied, laying back onto the thick blanket.
“From now until forever,” Adam said.
“We will see.” Jurot smiled.
On: 5, 9
“You guys are leaving?” Adam asked, surprised.
“It is ti we go,” Elowen replied. “The curse has been lifted, and we must return with good news.”
She and the rest of White’s Grace, Ylra the Half Elf Fighter, Redboulder the Dwarven Priest, and Rojer the Wizard, were surrounded by at least two dozen Iyrn, each twice Adam’s age. They were at the gate of the Iyr, which lood over them.
“Damn. If I had known that, I would have hung out with your guys more, and I would have played with little Princess Mina more too.” Adam reached over to tickle her cheek, but she bit his finger gently with her shark like teeth and giggled wildly.
“We were too poor of health to speak with you much this ti, but hopefully our next eting will allow us to speak freely,” Elowen replied. She had wanted to speak with Adam more, though hadn’t found an opportune ti.
Adam shook each of their forearms, sighing. ‘I really have been working too hard.’ He reached down to pet the Princess’ head gently. “Princess Mina, don’t be a stranger, okay? You’re always welco around here.”
Princess Mina cackled at him, reaching up to his beard to grab it, pulling it roughly with her tiny hand. “Shashasha!” ca her bright voice. She was so much bigger than the first ti he had t her, and far more lively.
“What a silly girl you are.” Adam smiled, tickling her nose. “Grow up well. I’ll try and pay a visit one day, if you’re still willing to see this low born Half Elf.”
The group made their way away, with the nearby children of the Iyr shouting after them, wishing them well on their journey. Adam hoped their journey would be easy going too, though understood that the Iyrn around them would make sure they would be fine.
“She will be safe,” Jurot assured, patting Adam’s shoulder. Though there were a handful of Steel Rank, most were Silver and Mithril, and the oldest was Gold Rank. “The Whirlwind Terror is with them.”
Adam nodded his head, but watched them as they left. The gates were left open for a short while, but Adam stayed, even as the gates were about to shut, he watched until the last monts.
‘Good luck and stay safe, little Mina.’
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Adam! I wanted to do more with them but why did you not et them more often?
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