"Oh... sounds scary, yeah..." Emlyn didn't know anything about Margueritte or Dolores, other than their nas. So, she was not sure if this was even the sa witch.
But, judging from the fact that Dolores was called the firebringer, was it possible that her sister was called white because she was related to ice or snow? They did sound powerful.
Uff.. too bad, Emlyn didn't ask Mrs. Adler for more details about her witch sisters. There was no way for her to know if the 'snow queen' was really Margueritte and she didn't have the luxury of ti to go check sothing that she was not certain about.
She must imdiately find Myreen. If she wasted ti looking for the white witch and found out she was not Margueritte, it would take her a long ti to see Harlow again.
"Well... if we happen to travel nearby Tempest, I might visit her and see if she is really Margueritte," said Emlyn. "Thank you for letting know."
"Yeah.. I cannot know for sure either. I am only a tavern owner who hears stories from my patrons. I am only telling you what I heard," said the tavern owner apologetically. "You seem to be in a hurry."
"That, I am," Emlyn nodded. "I am looking for this place called Myreen. Have you ever heard of anyone talking about it? I think it's a small kingdom in the central part of Atlantea."
The tavern owner nodded. "Yes. I heard soone was looking for Myreen too. He said he was looking for information about a country called Myreen and the family called Leoraleis."
"You did?!" Emlyn gasped. Suddenly adrenaline rushed through her veins when she heard from the tavern owner that soone was also looking for what she was looking for.
Who was that person? Was it Edgar?
"Can you tell when it was and how the man looks like?" she asked with an urgent tone. "He might be soone I know."
"Oh, he is a very handso man. Quiet. He traveled with three other n. I think they are his subordinates. They looked like knights. I know a knight when I see one," said the tavern owner. "It was probably... two months ago. He asked around and I think he heard so useful information from a traveling rchant."
Emlyn felt so excited when she heard this information. It must be Edgar!
So, did Edgar get a good lead and he was going to Myreen?
"So.. did you know what the rchant told him?" Emlyn asked again. Her eyes glint in excitent. FINALLY! There was sothing good happened in her life.
"I am not sure. They talked for half-hour and then they left," said the tavern owner.
"Oh.. which way did they go?"
"I think they ntioned going to Sumria and then continued to Myreen. I am not sure."
"Ah, that's fine. Thank you so much for answering all my questions," said Emlyn.
"Nah.. it's fine. I like helping people," said the tavern owner with a smile. He was a middle-aged man who was stuck in his hotown and loved hearing stories of other people's journeys and adventures.
Emlyn went back to her seat and poured herself more wine. "I think Edgar is going to Sumria and then Myreen. Once I can get his picture from the painter, I can ask the people we et in the next towns if they saw him."
"Is he also looking for Myreen?" Kira asked Emlyn. "What for? Was he cursed by the Leoraleis too?"
"No. He went to look for them because I asked him to."
"Oh.. such a good friend," said Kira. "Do you think he is helping you because he is in love with you?"
Emlyn pursed her lips when she heard her blunt words. "What are you talking about? He wouldn't dare to fall in love with ."
"Why not? The heart wants what it wants."
Emlyn hiccuped. "No. He is not in love with . He did what I asked him to do because he was made to promise to help whenever I need his help. So, he is only doing it to keep his word."
"Oh..."
Emlyn chuckled when she thought the reason why Kira asked such a question was that she was feeling jealous. "Edgar is not interested in . I am married to his best friend."
"Ohh..."
Emlyn decided to change the subject. She didn't want to continue talking about her scummy husband. It would only make her blood boil.
"I will rest after dinner. You can go out and explore the area if you want."
"Nah, I am good. I also want to sleep early. I miss a decent bed," said Kira.
***
Emlyn was very happy when she saw the results of the sketch she ordered. The painter was truly a gifted artist. From the rough sketch he created the day before, he had managed to show a lifelike image of Edgar using charcoal.
Emlyn was so impressed and paid him more money than he asked. It brought a big smile on the old man's face.
"This looks really good. Thank you," said Emlyn.
"I am glad to hear you are satisfied with the result, Sire," said the painter.
"Yeah, I am happy." Emlyn turned around and showed the picture to Kira. "This is Edgar."
Kira narrowed her eyes and looked at the picture attentively, and then she smiled. "He looks good. I like Edgar."
"Well.. let's hope we can find him soon. I think he will like you too," said Emlyn. "We are going to Sumria. Maybe he is still there."
After she said thank you to the painter, Emlyn went back to the tavern and checked with the tavern owner. She showed him Edgar's picture and asked whether the man who ca and asked questions about Myreen was the sa man from the picture.
"Yeah. That's him. Is he your friend?" The tavern owner confird Emlyn's assumption.
"He is my friend, yeah. I will go to Lakeshire now and continue traveling to Sumria," said Emlyn. "Do you know how far are we from Sumria?"
"It's still quite far. Maybe around one month traveling," said the tavern owner.
"Oh, okay. One month is not too long."
Emlyn had left Draec for three months now. She wondered how the king and her daughter were doing.
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