Beatrice's cottage was in bloom the next ti Yvlena set her eyes upon it. The roof brimd with flowers local to the area.
Yvlena recognized so Fox Gloves, Luna Orchids, and Bloom Lilies herbs. Combined the area was covered in a sweet herbal scent.
Yvlena inhaled deeply allowing herself to sll sothing other than the swamp she had endured for ages. Bloom Haven was a literal breath of fresh air.
"Beatrice the cottage looks amazing!"
The old woman pulled open the door for the both of them to make their way into the house.
"I know, life has returned to the Floral district and I couldn't be happier to see it," Beatrice said. "Would you like so tea?"
"You know it," Yvlena said placing the basket she was holding on a new table Beatrice must have bought from Tom the carpenter recently.
'I really need him to do so work on the manor,' Yvlena thought. She looked around finding new furniture carved out of wood and new cloth items too.
The large table was decorated with a hand-woven linen cloth. So of the cushions on the chairs had been replaced too. The hearth had fresh logs cut and set aside.
Who had done all this? It couldn't be Beatrice, right?
The elf took a seat on the now plush chair, beside the hearth and waited for Beatrice to co out with the tea she had already begun boiling.
"Beatrice, can I ask you sothing?" Yvlena began cautiously, in her mind she had a hunch Beatrice would be able to tell her about the once noble house of Flores.
"Of course Yvlena, anything,"
"Do you know anything about the na Flores," Yvlena asked.
The elf heard sothing clatter to the ground and ran to the kitchen to assist Beatrice who had dropped a spoon from the shock of hearing that na.
"Beatrice, are you alright?" Yvlena asked, diving to pick the spoon up and place it back on the table. She wrapped an arm around the old woman who remained silent.
"Why don't we go and sit down,"
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"I'm sorry Yvlena you just gave quite the shock that's all," the old woman shook her head and raised a hand to run through her greying locks. "It's been so long since I've heard my family's na,"
"Your family?" Yvlena asked, all of a sudden the elf recalled the locket she had given to Beatrice with the initial T.F.
T.F. Twyla Flores.
"Oh my God, you're part of the forr noble house of Flores," Yvlena said gasping.
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"Lilian Flores is your-"
"Great Grandmother, yes. She was a Harvest Guardian much like yourself, I suppose that's how you ca to know of her,"
"Yes, Bavga the bone witch told about her and how the nobles didn't take too kindly to her occupation,"
"They could not see beyond their prejudices, dark did not an evil but it's difficult to convince anyone set in their ways of sothing,"
"I'm sorry Beatrice, for bringing up this old wound, clearly it's sothing that still bothers' you," Yvlena said.
The old woman shook her head again, standing to continue making tea for her guest.
"Like I said it was just a surprise. No one calls much by my surna anymore, Twyla was proud of it though. Proud to co from the line of a Harvest Guardian,"
"I imagine she was,"
'Maybe that's why she went to find Rael,' Yvlena thought.
Yvlena sipped her tea and ate bread with Beatrice who was always happy to have the girl around. They chatted for a bit about the state of things before Yvlena asked to take a nap.
"Beatrice, is it alright if I rest here for a bit?" Yvlena asked.
"Of course my dear, take as much ti as you need. I can't imagine there aren't many useable beds within the manor," The old woman said.
"Thank you,"
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Aya logged out of the ga with a sigh, her eyelids felt heavy from all the things she had done, but it was finally ti for her to get so sleep.
"I'm pretty sure Kuti is a summon but I'll have to check tomorrow when I play," Aya said yawning. She set the Revsita aside and curled into the mattress for a good night's sleep.
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"Aya get up!" Mars' voice said in a whisper, the dark haired girl had been shaking her awake forcing Aya to open her eyes. The brunette blinked herself awake wondering why her roommate would be waking her up at such a late hour.
"Mars! What?" Mars slapped a hand over the girl's mouth, telling her to be quiet. That's when Aya heard it. The sound of sothing trying to co in through the main door.
It was probably burglars, the most common criminals in Axen.
Aya didn't have to worry about them when she had her special locks but now with the moving efforts they only had the basic steel ones to rely on.
Beside Mars was a baseball bat wrapped with a sock, while Mars herself had a calm but worried expression.
"Soone's trying to break in, how long would it typically take the police to arrive if sothing happened?"
"This far and this late? It would take forever this is the lowest priority area in Axen," Aya said in a panic, she had lived through a break-in before, one of the nights before she had gotten her locks.
"Alright, grab the heaviest or sharpest thing you can from the kitchen and stay close," Mars said patting Aya's head. "Don't cry, I'll protect you,"
"I'm not crying," Aya whined quietly as she got up from the bed in her pajamas and followed Mars into the kitchen.
The lights in the apartnt were off and remained that way so the would-be intruders didn't know anyone was in the ho. The girls kept their footsteps slow and light.
Aya pulled the nearest knife from the kitchen rack and waited beside Mars.
"You got it?"
Aya nodded vigorously, holding the handle of the knife with a strong grip. The girls waited on either side of the door. Their hearts pounded in their chest as they waited for the miscreants to force their way in.
"It's no good, these are steel locks," one of the voices said outside the door. Aya and Mars heard a sharp smack, the sound of a person receiving a slap.
"You idiot, you told you could pick steel locks," Another voice whispered.
"Cheap steel not expensive steel, sha too if we got in the broads in here are definitely loaded,"
Another slap resounded through the hallway. The voices' muffled complaints trailed off as the footsteps slowly receded into the distance.
Mars and Aya let out synchronized sighs of relief, placing their weapons on the floor. A weight had lifted off their collective shoulders with the knowledge that no one was trying to co in through their door.
"We almost got robbed," Mars said. "That's never happened to before,"
"Axen City bids you a grand welco," Aya said leaning her head on the wall.
"It can take that welco and shove it," Mars said.
Aya laughed, already she was too used to the harsh realities of life in Axen city. Now she was only eager to leave this cri infested rat hole.
"I only wonder how they knew we were won," Aya said.
"What?" Mars sat up, alert at Aya's words.
"They said, if we got in the broads in here are definitely loaded, how did they know we were...won,"
"Soone must have tipped them off," Mars said. "In which case we should keep an eye on the door just in case anyone else wants to play,"
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