With a slight smirk on her face, she waited for to pick up the cards as she called them. Her smirk and choice of words along with it was a mockery to and in my nature, It was not sothing I was familiar with. Thus, sothing that I did not tolerate.
So, without knowing what the four cards held I without any delay put them out of the sequence.
"Hmm," she humd and pulled the third one upside down that I chose. "Ah." She smiled.
"Loyalty." She said. "You chose loyalty."
"I have it." I did. Estelle, Marilyn and Gemma happened to have my back.
She shook her head. "Those companions are with you today but companions that you need, need to be stronger than ever. And let tell you the almighty has bestowed you with them."
I blinked and gave out a long breath. "So I will have loyal companions to the very end of my journey?" I asked.
She nodded. "Hmm" but she eyed more. "What would be more important is that you will have to decide which one you will have to choose to have on the higher pedestal."
"What?" What pedestal?
She nodded once more but did not border to give a reply as the next thing she did was take out the first card that I had chosen.
"Hmm . . . fool."
I sat up straighter at that. "what about it?" Fool?
"I see it." She said as she stared hard at the ball of marble. "I see you taking the power you want.." she continued to talk with and stopped abruptly and glanced at . "New beginnings."
I swallowed my spit in anticipation of what she was going to say next. But she did not. Whereas she took out the fourth card and turn it upside down for her to look at.
"Death." She said and my heart stilled.
I stared at the black card. It had a horrifying image drawn on it and I imdiately looked away.
I did not want to ask but she seems to be staring at the ball continuously and sohow that made think that she was not going to answer it until I asked. "Wh—what does that an?"
She tsked. "I thought it was understood. No matter what journey you embark on that will always be a part of it." She sighed and humd, "Transformation is on its way."
"Bu—"
Without waiting for to finish what I wanted to say she imdiately unveiled the last card and sighed blissfully.
"Lovers." She said and I blushed.
"Well then," she clapped her hands and printed to the entrance. "Off you go."
"I beg your pardon?" I rebuked back at the woman who had just dismissed , the princess of lenmore!
"Oh don’t beg for it. Just go." She waved off again.
"But you have not told anything that could even solve one of my questions. There has been no answer to any of them!" I argued as I felt frustration towards the woman. "What kind of future-telling was this when you did not point to any exact query of mine?"
"The fortune-telling that they all wanted." She answered back and waved her hand around.
But who were they? "Who? The gods?"
She shrugged. A careless one at that. "It could be the gods, it could be the nature, it could be anyone for all I care. But I was told by the spirits to tell you what I have answered you."
I could not believe this woman! "What spirits told you about that? Who are the spirits?!"
"Cynthia says she misses you." She said instead and coloured shocked. I gaped at her. "She says that you are even better than what she expected you to be. You will surely beco more successful Queen than she ever was."
"Mother. . . ?" I frowned. What? How did she know about my mother, her na and what designation did she have? "How—"
"My lady," Tristan barged in and looked at the woman who looked equally interested in him as he looked suspicious of her. "It’s been quite a lot of ti that you spent here. I reckon we should leave."
"Go on," she said to , "I am not supposed to answer but point you in the right direction. All these will be a part of your journey and you will realise it at the very end." She looked at Tristan again.
I stared at her. Death? Of who? And how were transformation linked with death? What fool?
"My lady?" Tristan stepped closer to . "Is sothing bothering you?" He glanced at the lady who was busy arranging her cards once again and was not even paying us any attention.
I shook my head and stood up. If she was not going to tell anything more then there was no reason for to stay here and continue staring at her waiting for more answers.
We both moved out of the tent and our companions and company were scattered around in the marketplace and we could see them from where we stood.
"How co you are not enjoying the market?" I asked him as we walked slowly to sowhere.
He smiled softly. "Soone has to take care of everyone. So I have bee— hold on," he hand ca to my shoulder and I looked at him imdiately for his daring act but he slowly pushed in front of him and I looked ahead.
A horse had passed through that passage where I was walking. He had gently pulled aside and we stood until the cart passed.
I looked at him again. Even though his exterior had been extrely cold he had shown that he could care not only for the people he was with but also the people that he just ca to know what in the morning.
That was sothing a man like my father was supposed to.
And to be honest, that was sothing I expected Terence to do as well.
We resud walking and I stood by the side of Gemma as he took his place next to his aunt.
"Layla try this!" Marilyn ca jumping next to and head out to snack on a stick. This was the first ti I had ever tried sothing from a street vendor and I could not wait.
I gently bit a small bite out of there but imdiately my eyes widened as the spice burnt my tongue. "Oh! Oh!" I cried and hissed the pain. I waved my hand in front of my mouth.
It was so spicy!
"Here." Soone held out a glass of cold and spiced milk in front of which I graciously took.
As I was sipping it and the spicy taste subsided I watched Tristan go and stand by his sister’s side to provide her with the sa milk as she was unable to take the spice as well.
Sohow that made long for soone who would care for just like he did when it ca to his people.
Not like a rchant would care for his employees but a king for his people.
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