Chapter 11 - The Ark Of Just A Child (2/2)

”As I said, she's just a young child. She doesn't know the valid concept of Light and Dark. If both of you managed to get along with each other, there won't be a problem when she's all grown up,” explained Gillian.

Baldwin swayed his head in disagreement. The living room was still sparse but was enough for a family. Baldwin sipped on some black tea while Gillian settled for some warm water. The girls were busy cooking while the men had a proper discussion.

”How long do you plan to shelter her from the truth?”

”Isn't giving up all your family and people painful enough for a developing child? I can tell she's hurting.”

”So you should let her face the truth! It would teach her in the long run,” argued Baldwin.

”There isn't a need for that.”

The Angry Man's eyes widened.

”Despite everything, she can put on a mask and act all happy. Whatever she'd seen and been through, I can't possibly comprehend how much it hurts. The truth will reveal itself soon, but it doesn't mean I can't try to cushion the impact for the poor girl.”

”Food is done!” yelled Ysabeau.

”So, what is the version of Valkyries on this planet?” asked Baldwin, gnawing happily on a stag's thigh.

Mavislin was busy trying finding different ways of devouring the deer's body until she ultimately settled on its leg. Its eyeballs were thoroughly nice, after dunking it in some blood.

”Technically, a Valkyrie is one of a group of women that governs who may live or die on the battlefield. They subsequently select some worthy beings. And amongst the ones who have been slain in battle, the Valkyries establish who to be in Valhallan. They are recognized as the 'Chooser of the Slain', Angels of Death,” explained Ysabeau.

”Why are we so complicated on this land?” asked Mavislin, sulking.

The trio looked at her with confusion.

”What do you mean?” asked Ysabeau.

”From what I remember, we don't appoint anyone.”

As the Valkyrie said the answer, she took a bite out of the deer's leg.

”We just fight. We don't dictate, we kill.”

The last child of Valokia stabbed a large piece of meat, her eyes darkened from her usual, childish look. As she shoved the piece of meat into her tiny mouth, Baldwin then realized how wrong humans were.