“It’s really taro, the itchy plants? It doesn’t hurt you at all, Baibai?” asked Wenwen.
“It doesn’t! Really, try it Uncle Wen! Yiyi and dad try it too!”
Nori takes a sip of his tea. “Let’s just say…she put a spell on him, and it is still active.”
Bando laughs out loud. “Oh, so we have a dragon under a spell. Is this a kid’s fairy tale? If that’s the case, why can’t she find him?”
“I hate you...” I mutter. Freaking me out like that...
“It didn’t stop you the first time. Laila Ratnik, will you marry me?” He opens his palm and my mouth parts in a gasp.
“What are we going to do now?” Yuma was asking Arden.
The handsome man that Arden had now become looked tired and worn as he lifted his enormous hammer off the ground and walked away from the blazing pyre.
“We rebuild Anglathe.” He said sullenly. “I will ask the Diabane to help us.” And he held high his hammer and was gone in a flash of brilliance.
“Yes, but…” I just couldn’t look away. “What is that man? The one with the green skin.” I asked, pointing at him.
Aryan’s jaw ticked, but still, he indulged me. He looked towards the man as he said, “It’s a person, obviously. Let’s go.”
“Whoa!” Des cheesed. “Look at you. You seem to be a pro.” She said, downing her second one in a matter of moments.
“What can I say, I’m letting loose!” I grinned. “If I can’t do that much on my birthday, then what can I do?”
“Come walk with me, over by the Bubbling Stream.” Maedra looked to the east.
“Is something amiss?” Her sister was concerned. “Other than all of this, I mean.”
“Why? Searched for fancy porny-horny?” The neighbor purred slyly.
“What? No! How did you find out?” Chris admitted, confused. He decided that at his age, it would be weirder to be ashamed of porn than not.
Updating on Wednesday!
“You sound like what I used to, Mae, before all of this happened.” Yuma tried to laugh but she failed miserably.
“I know it’s hard for you to hear this, and even harder for me to say it.” Maedra held her younger sister by the shoulders. “But I must... I am leaving, Yuma... I am leaving Anglathe. Perhaps forever.”
“Thanks to you, we are languishing. The Lodge is running dry.”
Tristan flinched again, eyes closing tightly, nostrils flaring, “Good. I hope it burns.”
Read on: https://tapas.io/episode/2119679
“Um…” she mutters over a sob. She looks back at me. “C-can I…tell you something I never told anyone?”
Her question sets me aback a bit, but I nod. “Mm. You can.”
“THIS IS NOT A GAME!” A now red with rage Prince emerged behind the curtains. Squeezing the living hell out of the fabric, Edgar thanking God that it was not his throat caught between these slender fingers.
“No, it’s not. But you have to stop this!” The young Earl pledged. Shaking to the bone Edgar makes a step forward, simultaneously watching the soldiers around him.
“My father and mother are here, safe and on the road to recovery.” Hari was saying between mouthfuls of roasted meat. “They offer their condolences to you, Arden, and look forward to you taking over your father’s place as chief.”
“They have my thanks, Hari.” Arden replied softly. “But I have a promise to keep with the Diabane.”
"Who's the chick?" Iggy questions from over my shoulder. "She's kind of hot."
"Igor, please. I know that you're the only heterosexual in this house, but try to restrain yourself." I chastise him. "We have to have some respect for the lady--"
“Get going, Mae.” Yuma told her. “Before this parting gets too unbearable.”
“I am, little sister.” She held back the dam of tears threatening to burst. “Take care of Mother and Father.”
Professor Blake nodded with sympathy. “Yes, I seem to be at a standstill too.” He smirked at me before checking his watch. “It’s starting to get late, Jack. Don’t you have any celebratory parties to attend?”
“Celebratory parties?” I smirked curiously at his query.
“You don’t have to do this!” I tried again. The wind picked up, but I managed to push through until I was right by her side. “Don’t—”
“Enough, Aryan.” I heard the voice of a person long past, and for a moment, I was stunned.
“Iola.” Someone was calling. “Come back here, child.”
Dainzel recognized the voice. Laisa was a mother of three, Iola being the youngest.
Was that her name? Was it just Eda? “Her name is so… simple.”
“True that!” answered Felisa, “I was expecting something like Xhozoblasiton.”
“Why are you blue?” The girl asked her innocently with her head cocked to the right.
“I am Alvaine.” She replied tersely. “Now run along, before the Giagrein come.”
“Like what?” Soren was trying not to look at her as his mouth slanted, displeased.
“Like you don’t care about the mortals.” Her hand reached up, grabbed the collar of his tunic, and pulled him closer to her face. “You know you love building their hearths.”
“Oh…” she started as if she realized something. “…the earthquake stopped.”
I couldn’t help but laugh. This was uncharted territory for Penn, and the fact that I get to see this is just beyond words. “I see why you called now.”
“The Crimson Beast is not bulletproof. You are just a small little girl.”
“A little girl who owns these woods.”
Read on: https://tapas.io/episode/2140595
