Under no circumstances would I make that choice, Khalik declared. I would forsake my position first.
Silence hung over the table.
Butwhat if they do not give you a choice? Isolde asked. We both know what it ans from birth to have more duties than choice.
There is always a choice, Khalik said firmly. It is true that kings and queens have great burdens placed on them by birthright, but they also have choices. A monarch might choose not to be ruler, if that is truly not what he or she wants.
But what of the responsibilities and turmoil? Isolde asked, looking mortified. There are consequences when monarchs leave the throne.
Not in all cases, and keep in mind that I am the second born in my family. Leaving my duties would not cause a great burden in the court, while I myself would gain much personally. It is a trade I would happily make.
That isvery sweet. Isolde blushed. Sinope is lucky.
It is not so sweet. I am a wizard and will be a graduate of Generasi. Even under my own power, I would need to utterly change my life path to ever be without resources. Under my own power, I would always attain wealth. Besides, Alex would offer a job, would you not? He smiled.
Yeah, Alex laughed a little distractedly. In a heartbeat
The young man felt a little odd listening to his close friends thoughts. Without any hesitation and with utter ease, the prince had declared he would leave his revered background and wealth behind to walk the path he wanted. Alex didnt detect the slightest doubt in his body language or voice: if Khalik had doubts at one ti, hed obviously worked them out and Alex could applaud his willbut he also felt a pang of guilt. This was the first ti hed realised just how much in love his friend was with Sinope. Looking back, the way Khalik had been feeling about her was more and more apparent from the way he would look at her, and how he was with her, but Alex hadnt really been paying enough attention to recognise just how serious theyd grown.
So friend, I am, he thought, shaking his head as Thundar clapped Khaliks shoulder.
Tell you what, the minotaur grinned, draining his third drink. What you just said is one of the manliest things Ive ever heard, but if you decide to give up all your wealth and power and all that good shit, just pass it on to ! I promise Ill take good care of it!
Khalik smiled, clapping Thundar on the shoulder in turn. My friend, just for you? He leaned in close. I will make sure to acquire as many debts as I can. I will take loans from the worst scum, beco an utter degenerate and make terrible investnts. And then I will pass every last one of those debts on to you.
Thundar cursed him loudly, pouring another drinkand downing it. Youre a bastard.
As are you, Khalik chuckled.
Erxcuse , I have a question for you and Isolde, Claygon said.
Hed been so silent that so mbers of the cabal had actually forgotten he was there: both Isolde and Thundar startled when he spoke.
According to what I have heardand readthe average age of marriage or at least engagent for nobility, aristocracy, and royalsis roughly 16.2 years, depending on region and gender. He looked at Isolde and Khalik. Should you two not have already been engagedbefore coming to Generasi?
Claygon, what the hell kinda books have you been reading? Alex asked, surprised.
Informative onesfather, his golem said with enthusiasm.
Iyeah, okay fair enough. Alex shrugged, taking a long sip of his drink.
It is actually a fine question. Isolde took a longer sip of hers, as though steeling herself. Many of my friends back ho are currently engaged. One is married and bore her first daughter last sumr. However, those who go away to seek higher education at one of the worlds wizarding universities are given more freedom to decide when they marry. Sotis even to whom they marry.
She refilled her glass. In the end, a political alliance by way of marriage is of high importance for any bloodline, but the value of ensuring that a wizard is fully educated, outweighs that for all, save the most empty-headed of noble families. Actually. She smiled, and laughter danced in her blue eyes. My grandfather hoped that I would et a wizard of power and influence during my studies. He considered such a candidate far more suitable for my marriage than
Isolde suddenly broke into giggles, her face reddening. ...and I quote him: the quasi-inbred country nobles your mother is considering setting you up with.
Alex spat out his drink, coughing until he recovered his voice. No, he didnt actually say that, did he?
He did! she insisted, her giggles becoming full peals of laughter. The argunt between him and my mother lasted at least three weeks. By the elents, you would have thought a winter war had been declared in our household. The temperatures as it were, could have frozen the sun, while the argunts were hot enough to lt stone! But, when all was done, grandfather and I got our way. I am happy and relieved that he trusts my judgent as much as he does.
And to think, Thundar snickered. You almost rewarded his trust by bringing ho Derek!
Now it was Khaliks turn to choke on his drink.
Alexs drink sprayed through his nose.
But Isoldes face was stone. She glared at Thundar with eyes that were pools of undisguised malice, murder, and the hatred of a horde of demons. Her hand slowly reached for the stiletto dagger at her waist. Then paused. Nevermind. Your death is not worth my expulsion.
Oh, of course. Of course! Thundar snorted. Of course you would focus on expulsion more than going to jail for murder, or being executed for murder, oryknowcommiting murder.
You are rapidly coming closer to making it worth all of those things, Son of Gulbiff.
Khalik was now laughing so hard, tears were dripping off the greenery woven into his beard.
Alright, Isolde, enough making fun of you...for now, The minotaur raised his hands in surrender. Lets make fun of you instead!
Whatd I do? Alex demanded, his friends eyes boring into him.
Its what you didnt do. Thundar smirked. Look, here. Listen, listen, listen. Listen to your ol pal Thundar.
I already dont want to listen to my ol pal Thundar. Whore you again?
Thundar put an arm around the Thaish wizards broad shoulders. Dont act like that man, Im trying to help you. Look at this guy. He nodded to Khalik. Been with the girl he loves for a year and now hes asked her to marry him. And youve been with Theresa for how long? Our princely friends gonna make you look real bad.
Oh dear, Isolde said, covering her mouth with her hand.
Alex turned a shade of red so bright, that he was sure most tomatoes would have paled in comparison.
Ooooh deeear, Khalik echoed.
Look, look! Alex said quickly. Weve only been together like two years
I have been with Sinope for one, Khalik pointed out.
The marriage records for non aristocratsacross the world areless reliableand less readily availablebut most indicate an average age of 18.6 years, depending on region and gender, Claygon reported, his voice that of a helpful senior librarian. A helpful senior librarian that Alex wanted to strangle. FatherI have to tell youyour current age is three months from twenty years old
Basically a fossil, Thundar said helpfully.
and so you would be ofmore than the average marriageable age.
I got it, Claygon, I got it, you traitor! Alex groaned. Whatever books youve been reading, stop it! Look, one step at a ti, okay? Weve been going down to the hells and Ive been starting businesses! One step at a ti!
Claygon, Isolde, Thundar. Khalik held up his hands. Leave him alone. Think of it this way: he knew Theresa for eighteen years and it took them that long to get together in the first place. Therefore, it will take until he is thirty six for him to propose, unless Theresa takes matters into her own hands.
Khalik was laughing even harder now, but an odd look crossed Isoldes face.
Thundar looked at her, ready to say sothing wicked, but paused, then returned to his drink.
But, the now very rry Khalik mistook the minotaurs expression for sothing else and leaned forward, placing a hand on his shoulder. What about you, Thundar? You make fun of Alex alongside , but what of you?
Thundar snorted. Kinda need a girlfriend for that sorta thing, right?
You know what? I do believe you are right! But luckily, you seem to be on the right path.
Ugh, the last girl I had a crush on well, we all know how that ended. Right path, my hoof.
I do not speak of her, my friend, Khaliks grin grew broad. I speak of Drestra, of course.
Silence fell over the table as all eyes cut to the minotaur.
He looked completely baffled. What about Drestra? he asked. Her trainings going fine.
Isoldes expression grew more incredulous by the heartbeat. Are you serious? Tell you are not serious!
Thundar looked more confused, his eyes darting between his fellow cabal mates and Claygon. I dont knowwhat youre talking about?
Isolde, Khalik and Alex looked at each other.
Thundar, you are entirely hopeless. The young noblewoman shook her head, raising an eyebrow and taking a verylong sip of ad. Entirely hopeless.
How am I hopeless? he demanded, growing more animated. In so ways, he even looked panicked. No, seriously, what are you talking about? You gotta level with here, did soone tell you sothing? Was it Cedric? Hart? Whats going on?
Khalik waved a hand while shaking his head, Just drink, my friend.
Look, I the minotaur started, then abruptly stopped and returned to his keg.
As Isolde asked Khalik for more details of his and Sinopes engagent ceremony, Alexs mind drifted away from the Brass Grapesand to other matters.
His thoughts turned to their earlier conversation about him proposing to Theresa. And he explored the thought deeplyand hard.
Two things were true: he and Theresa were together, and he wanted it to stay that way for the rest of theirhopefully very longlives, if she wanted the sa. But he hadnt even proposed to her, and thinking about it, he felt a little guilty now.
He had promised Mr. Lu that his attentions were real, and he hadnt lied about that, but he also hadnt really given much thought to making things formal, to planning their future together like he should have.
But why not, why hadnt he?
Been focused on the end of Thaland, the treachery of my god, the resurrection of Hannah, the wrath of the hells, a secretive church, building an empire and everything else. Thatsyeah, thats a lot, its been a lot, he thought, taking a long swig of ad. But Khaliks right: with all the dangerous shit going on around us, our lives could end as suddenly as mums and dads did. I want to be beside Theresa for however long we live, whether thats minutes or years. I sure dont know what the future holds, but I do know that I love her and she loves .
Suddenly Alex snickered with a hint of bitterness in his laugh. Besides, I dont want to be like those guys in the stories. The ones that say Well do so and so right after this battle, then imdiately get smashed to paste. I should do it before I never get the chance to. Yeahyeah Ill do it. I have a good financial future. Were comfortable here in Generasi. Theres danger in our lives, but it brings us closer and even makes us stronger. I think I make her happy, she sure as all hells makes happy. Selina and Claygon love her... Yeah, its about ti.
And so he made his decision right there and then.
He would ask Theresa Lu to marry him during the Gas of Roal.
What better ti than after an epic triumph across battlefields? Theyd gotten together during a deadly battle, and so it felt fitting to ask her to marry him after a non deadly one.
The non deadly part was real important.
She was a warrior. He could imagine her loving the situation, and there were few people in the world who knew her as well as he did.
This ans Ive got to step up the pace of that present Im making for her. He chugged his drink. After all, I have the perfect occasion to give it to her now. Andspeaking of presents.
He nodded, all smiles, coming to another decision.
Selinas birthdays coming up. This year, Im gonna give her sothing shell never expect.
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