Part 34 (1/2)
Sam stopped one of the men dressed in chain armor. The man wore a black tunic with red trim, and the king's symbol was embroidered at its center. ”What's going on?” he questioned.
”The king has given orders to build harvest wagons. His Lords.h.i.+p has received word from the G.o.ds that the harvests will be bounteous. The wagons will be needed to transport the crops to the coastal cities.”
”Why are the harvests transported to the coast?” Sam inquired.
The soldier gave Sam an odd look. ”Why wouldn't they be?”
BJ waved the soldier on and then answered Sam's question. ”The harvests are s.h.i.+pped to Merchant Island to determine their value. Once a value is a.s.signed, they're distributed throughout Grayham and the other worlds. Each world has certain resources they provide to the others. They are exchanged by way of the Merchant Angels.”
Sam's brow furrowed. It was easy to see another question was coming.
BJ took the liberty to answer without waiting for the question to be formulated. ”The G.o.ds have created a group of beings whose sole purpose is to move goods between worlds. They are delivered by the Merchant Angels to each planet's Merchant Island. After a value is established, the goods are distributed. No one has ever seen a Merchant Angel, so don't even ask me to describe how they look. Beyond what I've told you, the only knowledge I possess about the exchange of goods is that there are special areas where the angels a.s.semble on the island to take away the crates the goods have been placed inside. But this only happens at night when everyone has abandoned the island.”
BJ put his hand on Sam's shoulder and led the group down the street. ”There are moments when government officials agree to allow a member of another race to travel between worlds. It is the Merchant Angels who transport these beings. Although the G.o.ds have created special containers to transport live souls, the ride is said to be dark and miserable. When criminals are caught on Grayham, they are transported to Dragonia in this manner to face punishment. It is said ... if the dragons don't kill them first, the other criminals who have managed to survive will. It is also said that the demons and the vampires have been known to feast on them.”
Sam rolled his eyes. ”Okay, okay. Now I've heard it all. Vampires? Really? It wasn't long ago I would've said you were full of it for saying something so outlandish, but not anymore. I'm sure Stephenie Meyer would have loved Dragonia, if she was here. Vampires. Wow!”
BJ's brow wrinkled, ”Who is this Stephenie?”
”Oh, it doesn't matter. She was just an author from my homeworld.” Sam further thought to himself. I wonder if her soul is truly inside the Book of Immortality?
It was not long before the group arrived at the base of the landing platform and began their ascent. Sam's mind had continued to wander and was again dwelling on the thought of the Merchant Angels. ”BJ, can you eat on the journey when the angels take you to the other worlds?”
”I don't know anything more, Sam. You'll have to study on it later when your moments allow it.”
Once at the top, they waited for BJ to lift Helga onto her hippogriff. BJ blew Helga a kiss as the beast lifted into the sky.
Soresym showed up not long after.
Shalee was standing on the platform when his majestic form settled onto the wooden planks. The wind created from the beast's ma.s.sive wings made her thankful for the railing lining the perimeter, but her thankfulness stopped at the mess the griffin made of her hair.
Shalee pulled the frazzle into a ponytail. ”So much for looking cute for you, Soresym,” she joked. ”How can I show you fab if you keep blowing my hair all over the place?”
The griffin enjoyed her candor. ”I'm sorry, Shalee, but I don't have an essence capable of fixing tangled messes.”
BJ covered his smile as Sam responded. ”Ha, ha! Very funny. He has a chance to pee in a guy's mouth, and the King of the Griffins considers himself a comedian. Soresym, you're a bowl of laughter. Tell me again, why do we like each other?”
After a brief period of friendly banter, they lifted off to wing their way to the city of Haven.
CHAPTER 24.
A Father of Seven LASIDIOUS DECIDED TO VISIT the world of Luvelles. He was chatting with the Source, the most ancient of dragons. The Source was the only one of his kind living on Luvelles, and it was the Ancient One's job to test all those who sought magic's greater power to determine if they were prepared to looking into the Eye of Magic. If deemed worthy, the Source granted the seeker access to the Eye's chamber. If the Eye also deemed the seeker worthy, the seeker's life was spared. If they were not, the Eye would swallow the seeker's soul, and their body was lost within the Eye forever.
Since Lasidious did not want to make another appearance before the Collective at the moment, planning the future was in order, and the Source was a good place to start. Who better to speak with than a dragon that had a wing span that stretched more than 600 paces and lived inside a cave?
The City of Haven Southern Grayham Brandon Smith, a strong-willed, handsome, family man, came from a long line of farmers, and he made his home near the city of Haven. His family was known throughout the valley for their kindness. They were also known for their ability to make well-crafted iron shoes for the area's horses.
Brandon was a good father to seven, adoring children, and his wife, Josephine, was an average-looking woman with green eyes and a heart of gold. After bringing six boys into the world, they were blessed with a girl.
Family came first in Brandon's life, and even though he was busy keeping up with his children, he maintained a strict training schedule that he followed after his wife put their kids to sleep.
Brandon trained in their barn with three of his friends. He then went on to partic.i.p.ate in the fights each season when they came to Haven's arena.
Brandon named his sons: Brandon Jr., Jonathan, Matthew, Jasper, Mark, and Chase. He also had a little girl, Adriana, 3 seasons old and his 6 boys, starting from oldest to youngest, were 12, 10, 9, 8 (twins) and 5 seasons. His oldest, Brandon Jr., was a strong boy who worked with his father in the fields of their farm since turning 11, the same age Brandon's grandfather and his father before him were when they put their boys to work-a family tradition.
Jonathan was an athletic child and spent countless moments playing with his father's wooden training staves. He was almost eight before he could carry one properly, but once he could, his mother could not keep it out of his hands.
Matthew was quite the fisherman. If he could not be found, he was on the river going after the big one. On Matthew's ninth seasonal celebration, he came home carrying enough fish to feed the family. Brandon made sure the boy received the recognition he deserved by helping Josephine prepare the fish for the boy's seasonal meal.
The twins, Jasper and Mark, were mama's boys. They were the family scoundrels, but knew when their father spoke, they knew to listen. On the other hand, they ran rough-shod all over their mother. It took a while, but Josephine finally figured out their weakness. When the two boys got out of hand, she sent them outside to pick a st.u.r.dy switch off a nearby wishershyle tree. When they returned, she placed the switches on the table and informed the boys that the switches were for their father to beat them with when he came home. The kids knew it would hurt, and it was this style of mental warfare that usually put them back in line. Most often, Josephine found a reason to let them off the hook before Brandon returned. It was rare for her to allow the boys to get the switch applied to their rear ends, but she did do it every now and then to ensure the boys did not forget who was boss.
Chase was the charismatic one of the bunch. He not only had his grandmother and grandfather wrapped around his pinky, but all the neighbors as well. He was the kind of kid who could talk to anyone, despite being only five seasons old. His mother's friends loved to pinch his chubby cheeks.
Brandon took Chase into the city one spring and stopped at a local place to eat Chase's favorite food-melted goat cheese on potatoes. On that particular Peak, three beautiful women who were leaving the eatery, stopped, pinched Chase's cheeks and called him ”cutie.”
Chase had turned his head and even at the early age of five seasons, he watched their beautiful backsides all the way out the door before he turned to face Brandon and proclaimed, ”Father, every girl in this town loves me.”
Brandon laughed on that Peak and had rubbed his hand through Chase's hair before they headed home.
Adriana, the baby of the family, had thick, blonde hair and facial features like her father's. She was spoiled-a real daddy's girl. She thought her father walked on water and Josephine had taught Adriana how to b.u.t.ter Brandon up when she wanted something. If Brandon had an Achilles' heel, Adriana was it.
Brandon met his wife when he was a boy in school. They were the same age and now, at 30 seasons, they had been together as a couple since he had asked his wife to be his mate at the early age of 10. When Brandon was 16 and of legal age to leave his father's estate, he went to his wife's father and asked for her hand in marriage. Since their fathers were friends, permission was granted and a grand union was celebrated.
Josephine did not waste any of her moments starting their family. She became pregnant on her 17th seasonal celebration. Children had been an experience that forced them to change, but they kept their vows sacred and grew together.
It was on Brandon's 18th seasonal celebration when he became old enough to fight in the arenas of Southern Grayham, and he fought every summer season after that. It was just before his wife gave birth to their first child when he won his first fight. The money from the victory helped to make payments on a piece of land that he purchased from his father, a man who was loved by most everyone.
On Brandon's 20th seasonal celebration, after he had struggled to provide for his family for the last four and make payments on his land for two, his father decided Brandon had learned how to be a man and let him have the land without having to pay further. On that Peak, a celebration occurred. The members of the Smith and Rosslyn families attended, numbering over 197 strong.
Brandon's next fight was expected to be another great Peak. Brandon's family would get ready to head into the city to watch him fight. They would drop Chase and Adriana off at their grandparents' farm before heading to their favorite inn. The only thing that had changed throughout the seasons was how many kids accompanied Brandon and Josephine to the fights.
After checking into the inn, Brandon went down to the arena at dusk. As he always did, he read the fight schedule for the next Peak's events. Just like every season, he knew nothing about whom he would be facing. He noticed his opponent was approximately his height, but weighed 30 measures heavier.
Brandon was the only fighter who never entered the lottery because of his connections. He was also the only fighter who did not travel from city to city. His uncle was the arena headmaster and as he had done every season, he saved the one fight without weapons for Brandon.
Josephine had been firm on this. She would not let Brandon fight unless weapons were not involved, so his only option had been to fight in hand to hand combat.
When the next morning arrived, Josephine woke the kids. As per tradition, the family made their way to the dining area of the inn. This was the one series of moments when the kids could order whatever they wanted. They laughed and told stories over a diverse selection of food.
After breakfast, Brandon prepared to leave for the arena. ”I love you all,” he said, smiling as he reached down to rub the top of each boy's head. ”Perhaps after the fight, we can go to Pana and Mana's house and swim in the pond. Would you like that?”
The children's response was everything he wanted to hear. He loved throwing them into the air and watching them land with an awkward splash. After a few more moments of playful chiding, Brandon embraced each boy and turned to face his loving wife.
He caressed Josephine's face as he looked into her eyes. ”I consider myself a blessed man.” He reached down and touched her belly, covered by a yellow sundress. His seventh son was growing inside. ”Did you know that each Peak I have you as my wife, I have a new reason to rejoice? You are the backbone of this family. I love you dearly.”