Camilla chomps down on her steak, uncaring about the stares so other elven won are giving her. Shes chewing and speaking without a worry in the world.
So, you are surprised by us Elves? You imagined we would be whats the term you used?
Aloof? I volunteer.
She snorts so of the water she was drinking through her nose.
Oh God, she laughs, sorry about that. Yeah, no. Thats the humans. Elves are pretty easy-going. Have you been living under a rock all this ti?
I slowly chew my own rare steak and ponder. You would be surprised by how good it is, especially considering we imagine Elves as Nazi-vegans.
Well, Ive co here by chance. I co from very, very far away. And I cant really go back. I think.
Nah, Im fairly sure Im stuck here forever.
Camilla slows down her ravenous jaws for a second and cleans her mouth with a handkerchief. She looks a bit sadder now, and much more serious.
Care to tell that story?
It makes extrely uncomfortable to talk about this stuff. Honestly, Ive been doing pretty well in the
It makes extrely uncomfortable to talk about this stuff, I say, choosing to voice my thoughts for once, Ive been doing pretty well here. I cant really say Im unlucky, but at the sa ti, I feel anxious. I feel like everything could co crashing down on at any mont.
When I opened the bakery, my sisters didnt work for . I didnt have any money to hire people and I could barely afford the equipnt. I wanted to put my head in a piss bucket and drown myself.
This ti, its my turn to snort water from my nose.
That cheered up a little.
If you need help jumping off a cliff, just tell .
Camilla winks at and resus eating her steak.
Yeah, I get the feeling. But I have to say, the piss-bucket does sound more original. I want to do sothing that puts my heart at ease, you know. Im not interested in adventuring, risking my life, or even pushing to beco the biggest baker in existence. I want to bake my stuff, sell it, make so money, go eat a steak with a friend.
Camilla looks at the table for a second before raising her eyes up at . She had been bouncing her leg up and down all night, this energetic young woman. And now, her stare was poking holes in my very soul.
You are a bit off, arent you?
The question cos out of the blue.
What do you an?
I asked Lucinda when she first ca to us. She told you were the most energetic and weird idiot she had ever known. There was admiration in her voice. And everyone knows Lucinda, shes like a chosen in this city. If soone has a shot at that archmagery business, its her. Why would a future [Archmage] be impressed with?
She points accusingly at , waggling her finger up and down. Camillas taking a brief pause to chew her food, unexpectedly. But I feel like its more to stare at and to think; in fact, I dare not interrupt the flow of the thoughts shes brewing.
She finally rests down her condemning finger.
Flirty, smart, bright. Always a good answer in his quiver. Thats what Lucinda told , basically. And there you are, instead, a sad piece of Human.
I an, its true.
I cant really deny that Im still extrely put down.
I had a crush on Lucinda.
Past tense.
I think.
I want to believe.
In the past tense, apparently.
Yeah. Its just that shes a bit too an for . I was talking about holess people. Being a baker, making so extra food is no bother for . And if I can give so out, I usually do. And dont get wrong: Im no saint. But I care and I act on it, sotis.
We are not close friends, but I barely have anyone to talk to in this world. Im giving her a curt version of the story when she interrupts .
Let guess, she said holess people are stupid idiots who could just go find a job, Camilla said with so hilarity in her eyes.
I nod and shrug.
So, you wanted to seduce a heartless nutjob whose biggest fetish is learning new spells and crushing others with her wit and power, right?
I stare at Camilla, not that amused.
Then, said nutjob behaves like the nutjob she is, and you are surprised? Ha! I swear, HUMANS, shes laughing so hard that the server cos to our table and kindly asks to tone it down.
Oh, Joey, you are killing .
Shes all red and can barely breathe.
I could have mustered up a lot of jokes about that if I had been in the right mood.
Im glad my pain is making your dinner so enjoyable.
Im not bitter, but neither that enthused.
She keeps laughing, hard, and she even bangs her hand on the table.
Oh, for all the rotten muffins and cupcakes. You are all sad and pouty because the nutjob said sothing an! Joey, please, dont look at like that, Im suffocating!
Man, Camilla is now taking deep breaths and giggling in between. You would be so foolish as to ask my sister Alia to help you look after a puppy on the street. And then you would be surprised when she drowned you and the puppy, stole all your money and recipes with so necromantic magic, and made a bag out of the puppy.
Your sister knows necromantic magic?
Nah, but shes probably a witch. Or a bitch. Almost homophone, arent they? she snorts.
I snort as well.
Man, you are sothing, arent you? I start laughing too, the more I think about the absurdity of my situation and Camillas words.
Whats the next item on your list, getting Clodia to fall in love with you? Or you know what, why dont you go and jump off the walls of the city, maybe youll learn how to fly!
I narrow my eyes, even if Im still laughing.
Its ti for the old bag of tricks to do its work.
Camilla, be ready, because Joey Luciani is going to pull his moves now, you little brat!
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