37 The Fluffy People Of Wind Valley (2/2)

Chalice harrumped loudly. Luke was such a party pooper. But then again, seeing that red tint spreading in his face never gets old. It always put her in a good mood.

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”My lady, wake up. We have arrived at the Wind Valley. We'll be spending our night here.”

Chalice groggily rubbed her eyes as she looked around her. A gasp of surprise escaped her lips when she saw the cluster of stone houses with thatched roofs. There were also people who were wearing some kind of a headdress made of the same thatches.

She was taken aback. Those headdresses made them look like fluffy puffballs walking on land. The lot of them were mostly plump, too. Add that to their fair skin and naturally reddish cheeks, they made Chalice thought of sesame balls. Now those treats are delectable.

”Where are we again, Luke? Are we in fluffylandia?”

Chalice asked absentmindedly. She got a light rapt in her head for that. She glared at Luke.

”My lady, I may not know what the word you used meant but coming from you it would surely not be good. Please be more sensible.”

She scoffed at Luke and chose to ignore him. Chalice saw Levi coming towards them. It looked like he went to whoever was in-charge of the place and ask permission for their stay.

”The Valley Chief has allowed us to take shelter at his home for the night. He also had his people prepare a small banquet. I refused but he would take none of it. He said that their valley seldom have visitors and us arriving is a joyous occasion.”

Levi informed them as he led the way to the Valley Chief's home. Chalice took Onyx from Rye's hand seeing that the horse was being unusuall restless. She then sneakily gave the stallion a cubed sugar which the horse happily munched on as he finally settled down. Chalice smiled at this. This horse was a bit lordly.

The Valley Chief's home was a lot bigger compared to the other stone houses in she saw as they walked by. She asked Luke why the houses were built like that. The walking google of this world answered that it was because the wind in the valley was a lot stronger compared to Tal-El City. The dome buildings weren't enough for such kinds of erratically strong winds.

Chalice agreed to that. She did notice that fact when they arrived. Luke was even forced to put her hair into a tight bun to keep it from flying off and transforming into a bird's nest. The Chief's wife stood waiting for them at the front door of the house. She looked like the typical local of their valley; plump, fair, and perpetually blushing. The only difference was that she wasn't wearing a headdress and her caramel-colored hair was tied up in two buns. She had a warm smile as she welcomed them.

”Esteemed guests, please put down your things here, I and my daughters shall settle it to your rooms. The banquet is about to start and the people are there waiting for you at the Valley Square. You'll see a big bonfire when you reach it.”

Her tone was polite and corteous. Chalice couldn't help but feel fond of her. She was like the typical kind and hospitable auntie that gives you food. They gave her their luggages and then walked to the direction the Chief's wife pointed out. A huge fire roared up in the center with people in thatch headdresses surrounding it.