Despite all efforts to still my reaction, sothing in my face answered for .
lody imdiately backpedaled. Not like that! Its justat the center of so much gossip mystery, youll have a long line of ladies looking to make an introduction. So of whom you likely wish to avoid offending. Were we to secure a temporary engagent, it would lighten that burden of suitors sowhat. Not completely, but
lody trailed off and placed her face in both hands, a flush creeping down her cheeks to her neck.
I patted her gently on the back, keeping my hand high. I admire your courage, my lady.
Stop. Ive never been so embarrassed. Her hands muffled her voice.
If it helps, Im also a little embarrassed, I said. Here I am, in the company of a woman as beautiful as she is clever
Stop. lody dragged out the word.
A woman I wouldnt bat an eye at courting, were circumstances different. And yet, I cannot reciprocate her advances.
lody evaluated , so of the drunkenness fading from her eyes. Her mouth dropped open, as if the gods themselves spelled it out for her. Your heart is spoken for.
The statent startled . I was aware Id underestimated lody from the beginning, but I couldnt fathom how shed put that together. I stared out into the night. Honestly, its the opposite. Im not sure Im capable of love.
She was quiet for a few monts, absorbing the statent. You know, you cant just put sothing like that out in the open like that without explaining it. Then, a beat later. Wait. Did sothing happen between you and the infernal emissary?
No, I said. But Id hesitated, and lody pounced on the lapse.
Of course, lody groused. Shes so mature, and put together, and capable of magic, and shes always swishing that tail of hers back and forth so seductively
I snorted, then laughed. Perhaps it was possible in certain contexts for an infernal to swish their tail back and forth seductively, but it was most often an expression of nervousness. Almost a tic.
Youre making light of . lody turned away and crossed her arms.
Im not. Justindulge what gave you that idea? That there was anything between the emissary and .
Hate and love often act as the sun and moon. Distant reflections of each other. Shes too angry with you, lody said. Sotis, in the quiet monts, when conversation ebbs, and shes reminiscing, its like shes simring just below a boil. That kind of anger doesnt co from nowhere. Either you did sothing awfulwhich Im having trouble imaginingor she loved you once, and you let her down.
We I paused, weighing my words carefully. If it was anyone else, I might have fed them a tall tale about so foreign fiancee my father intended to pair with. But considering how perceptive shed proven herself to be, it was entirely possible shed see through the lie and draw the wrong conclusions. It was a little of both. Maya and I had a mont. We were close for a long ti. But when things grew dire, I did sothing difficult. Sothing I thought was necessary to protect her. And my actions wounded her deeply.
Was it as necessary as you thought? lody asked.
Yes. The answer jumped to my lips, then faded unspoken. There was a ti I could have sworn to it. When I believed that cutting all contact with the sanctum and allowing almost everyone I knew to think I was dead was the correct course. The only course. Beyond being unfathomably powerful, Thoth had eyes everywhere and used augury to spy on her enemies frequently.
The enchanted ring on my finger glinted in the dark. It grew hot to the touch and trembled in the presence of a scrying spell, along with blocking the effects. With it, I hid from Thoth after the fall. It made sense. You cant spy on a dead man. And if shed looked in on any of my close allies, shed see all the grief one would expect from those who recently lost a friend.
It was necessary in the short-term, to be certain. But after the first year, when the ring grew cool and never once ward again, Id maintained my silence.
I told myself there was no way to be sure. Thoth was unpredictable. It wasnt beyond her to pretend to lose interest as a shrewd feint, only to start back up again and catch unprepared. I intended to wait only a few weeks to make contact. Those weeks stretched into months and beyond.
Because it was more than just caution. More than just busying myself with clearing dangerous corrupted creatures from the sanctum.
I was afraid. Terrified of what shed do to the infernals for hiding , but more intimately, afraid of coming face to face with her again.
I dont know, I finally answered.
lody appeared lost in thought. Not wanting to rush her, I pushed the wineskin away and took up a bowl of stew. It was cool, bordering on cold, the steam filtering up from the bowl long since faded. But the flavor was exquisite. Salty, and rich, and perfectly spiced. I peered at it suspiciously.
Did a fae sneak into camp and replace the cook?
lody scoffed at herself. My mothers recipe. Was supposed to be a part of the whole pitch. Not only is she cute, she knows her way around a stew! But then I choked and ssed up the order.
Happens to the best of us. I pointed my spoon at her. But let it be said. Youre a stew artist.
A stew aficionado? lody tried.
A mage, with the elent of stew.
We shared a quiet laugh. The air took on a sudden chill as evening slid into night.
You know, you never answered , lody said suddenly.
About what? I asked.
She gave a aningful look. Whatever happened, Maya still cares for you. You made a mistake. Maybe its fixable, maybe it isnt. But if you truly believe what you said, that youre incapable of love, it wont be.
I nearly accepted her advice and moved on. But I couldnt. The offhand remark Id made was tied to sothing deeper, sothing I was almost desperate to unpack.
Its not that Im incapable. In so ways, I fall a little too easily. A chance eting, a sultry glance, whispered words in the dark. Ive never been with soone I didnt love in so capacity, even if only for a day. I think that might be part of the problem.
How would that ever be a problem? lody demanded.
Because once Im in itup to my neck in sothing real and special and rightits like I lose all perspective. I saw Lillian, staring down at lovingly through a canopy of hair. Id burned down the kingdom avenging her. Thoth just ca in after the fact and made the fire literal. It consus . Everything else loses aning. My world shrinks down to two people, everything beyond us forgotten, and all I care about is her. Forging a life for us. Making her happy.
Oh no, how horrible, lody said dryly.
My pensive mood soured. Just forget I said anything.
Im sorry! She threw up her hands in frustration. Nothing youre describing cos close to being this giant, life-altering issue youre making it out to be.
Really? I raised an eyebrow. That sounds like the makings of a good king?
Well not entirely, lody said. Youd need to be careful. Court soone with goals and ambitions similar to your own. Do that, and if her happiness is truly so important, youll find the right path.
There was wisdom in that. But my thoughts drifted towards Infaris.
Theres soone else, I admitted.
lodys eyes took on a glint of anger. With all due respect, Prince Cairn, how many won are you juggling?
Its not like that. Theres a woman in Whitefall I care for. Deeply. We arent right for each other, I know that now, but I cant move on until I say goodbye.
So? Say goodbye, lody said, as if it was the simplest thing in the world.
I intended to. Put dreams of a life with Lillian to bed, move on. If it all went to plan, Id see her oncemake sure she was healthy and well, then leave it all behind. But soone important told that was folly. The last argunt we had before I left the sanctum. Shed been so stern, so emphatic and unwilling to bend. And Id effectively told her to kick rocks.
Who?
A goddess.
Just a goddess, then. lody smiled coyly, then balked. Youre serious? Why wouldnot to be rudewhy would a goddess give two coppers about your social affairs?
I chuckled. She wasnt wrong. Sotis I wondered the sa thing. Infaris. Shes got a fixation on truth. Believes deceit rots the soul, weighs it down, whatever. Maybe her point of focus was odd, but it taught a valuable lesson about the way I treated people. That I uh, tend to let my own biases of what others should want color my perceptions of reality. And even if it was demonstrated through the lens of a romantic relationship, it could have been a fatal flaw if it festered.
Alright, but what was the problem of what you intended? It sounds like you took her advice wholeheartedly and put it into action.
I swallowed. Infaris told , that no matter what I thought, no matter how capable of following through I believed I was, it wouldnt matter. That her presence would hound . That seeing Lillian would be the end. Of everything.
That seems strangely cruel.
It was frustrating.
Have you ever heard the Verslet of Tainted Devotion? lody asked.
No, I admitted.
lody took on a thoughtful expression. A man loses his betrothed on the eve of their wedding. He contracts demons to guide him through the afterlife to find her, so he can fulfill his vows to marry her and she can join him in the Elysian Halls. The demons refuse paynt, proffering a wager instead. A wager for his soul. They blindfold the man, and tell him theyll remove the blindfold once theyve found his wife. If he succeeds, his passage is free. If he fails, his soul is forfeit.
Accurate to my experience with demons, I muttered.
The man agrees, and they depart on a stolen ferry. But as youve probably guessed, demons dont play fair. It starts small. The voice of a friend, asking for his help. The lullaby of a long departed mother. With no success, their attempts grow crass, cruel. Almost more than the man can bear before the ferry seemingly tips over the edge of a waterfall. The man can hear the demons screaming, feel the boat capsize beneath him, and finally, frigid water, swallowing him whole. But even as he struggles to the surface and swims for shore, he leaves the blindfold on.
Seeing as how these legends never end well for the mortals, what gets him? I asked.
He swims for hours, finally reaching sothing that feels like a shore. Exhausted and half-dead, he drags himself onto the beach. At first its quiet. Theres a low rumble, as if creatures massive and unseen are burrowing deep beneath the earth. Then the man hears another sound. His wife, crying. Weeping. Damning the gods that he abandoned her.
I snorted. Thats suitably demonic.
It worked, lody sighed. Unable to hold off anymore, desperate to see his wife again, the man removed his blindfold and his soul was whisked from his body to the hells, separated from his wife forevermore.
Pretty grim.
In so ways its beautiful. That we have these forces of nature in our lives, with gravities so compelling theyre irresistible. Maybe thats what Lillian is to you. Why Infaris wanted you to stay away. lody made a thoughtful sound. Not to be rude, but I am jealous in so regards. To have a love so strong and consuming, it forced a goddess to intercede. Cruel as it is.
Cruel as it is, I repeated.
The night air took on a bitter chill, and lody shivered. We talked so about unrelated topics, but the mood never fully recovered. Once the caravan paused, she clambered down with my help, bade farewell, and departed towards the noble carriages.
I slled burnt vurseng, harsh and acridand not for the first ti on this journey.
Did the enclave add an espionage course to your diplomacy curriculum? I spoke out into the night.
Maya stepped out from the wreath of shadow beneath the wagon, a cherried pipe in her hand. If they had, Im sure they would have included a section where they covered the dangers of talking about things you prefer to keep private out in the open. Not really fair to accuse soone of spying when she was out on a walk while you announced your problems to the masses.
Right, of course, you were just out for a walk. I rubbed my forehead. Maya hadnt softened, as Id hoped. She was just good at putting grievances aside in a ti of crisis.
Do I have to die to get you to talk to ?
Tired and frustrated, I sent down a circle for her. Maya peered at it, then chose to ignore it, climbing the wagon effortlessly and sitting beside . We jostled as the signaling whistle echoed through the caravan as lanterns were lit, bathing the surrounding plains in a dull orange glow, and the caravan began to move.
How are you? Maya asked quietly.
I reached out to the air, my brow furrowed, adjusted the currents so they stopped our voices from leaving the small periter. All turned around.
Your father was not what I expected.
Nor I.
Hes craftier than Id imagined from the stories. More reserved.
He killed one of his honor guard right in front of you, I pointed out.
Maya shook her head. Hes a violent man, to be sure. Savage. But he wears that savagery like a cloak. Disguises the cunning within. Shrouds himself in blood, the way others put on airs.
Not all the savagery is for show, I warned. Right now, were sothing he wants. People he has plans for. Mostly, that violence is exactly what it appears to be.
Youre being reductive, Maya accused.
Youre picking a fight.
Hardly.
I rubbed my temples again. Well done, by the way.
Well done with what? Maya asked, her expression defensive.
With everything. For how you dealt with my father. That was a diplomatically charged situation in every possible way, but you played your hand perfectly. And made sure you had a winning card up your sleeve.
Maya crossed her arms and looked away. I expected youd be angry that I didnt ntion the queens progress.
Sure, I would have liked to have known. But its not as if the gods have spoiled us for ti since I returned. And if it wasnt for you, everything would have spiraled out of control.
Youre welco, Maya said. Her brow suddenly furrowed. How many tis did you die, fighting the drephin? Maya asked.
I studied her, trying to understand why she was bringing this up now. Once.
Maya leaned forward, elbows perched on her knees, the pointed tip of her tail snaking up and wrapping around her wrist. I realized sothing during your absence. Kind of pointless given the timing, but in a twisted way, it was a comfort.
Tell .
That even if you hadnt died, the version of you I cherished could have disappeared without warning. Experiences we shared, still fresh in my mory, gone to you. A passing mont in my life spanning an eternity in yours.
I felt brittle, exposed. What she had just stated so clearly, Id been too cowardly to dwell on.
Its less than you think, I said quietly, referring to the ti Id lost to resets. It was impossible to pin down exactly how much. If I was forced to guess? Probably a year and a half, maybe two.
I reached out a hand, and Maya passed the pipe. I took a long drag and held it, feeling that old familiar tingle in my lungs, then breathed out. Maya stared into the night, searching the shadows.
The quantity doesnt matter, she finally said. What matters is that the gap between us will never diminish. It was always going to grow. Youll change and adapt, do whatever you need to do to overco whatever trials you face. anwhile, I stagnate. And eventually, one day, Ill no longer even recognize you.
I wanted to point out the fact that shed changed nearly as much as I had, if not more so. But that would only lead to an argunt. And there was a troubling degree of truth to the greater point she was making.
Where does that leave us? I finally asked.
I dont know, Maya admitted. All I can say for certain is that I believe in what youre trying to do. To the point I was ready to carry on alone, doing everything in my power to bring the future we imagined to fruition. I wont abandon that commitnt now that youre back.
Ill take all the help I can get, I admitted. Then, I hesitated. Im sorry, Maya. I never ant to leave you in the dark for so long. She just I trailed off.
Maya placed her hand on mine, and I started. Her face was hard, her lips thin. She scares too.
We sat in silence for a while. It reminded of the chilly evenings wed spent out in the cold on Barions roof. On many of them, we hadnt talked at all. It was a rare thing, to find a person I could sit alongside in silence without growing uncomfortable. Sotis, we do our best talking without uttering a single word.
The sun finally crested, light rolling through the crossing like a growing wave, illuminating vast adows as the incline flattened. The caravan shifted east, taking the mountain pass towards a nostalgic sprawl of buildings, their roofs covered in white, diminutive in the face of the massive castle that lood over them.
Maya stood up suddenly, straining to see Its huge. Is that?
I thought of everyone I was about to see. My sisters. My mother. Id never intended to stay away for so long. Even now, there was a part of that wondered if they were truly alive, or if wed arrive to find the castle empty, dead.
But I could see thousands of people coming to and from the city gates. None of them were running. There was no smoke in the distance, no fire. Thoth wasnt lurking in the tall grass, ready to leap out and gloat that shed taken action early.
My kingdom, the people Id once spurned, and the family Id once rejected. They were all waiting for . Id do things right this ti. No matter the cost.
I stood and stretched. Maya continued to stare at the carved-out mountain, awestruck.
Welco to Whitefall.
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