47 A special request? (2/2)
”Lilyanne, say bye-bye and thank you to 'mama'”
”Mama! Mama tank youuuu! Mama I wuv you!”
Against Lilyane's innocent unbridled joy and my very reasonable explanations, mother caves and allows for us to go. Honestly, she should just get used to it seeing as how I plan on coming and going from there quite a lot.
I should do something to improve the travel in between though. Grampa's not always here and I'm not allowed to horseback ride on my own yet, still being far too small. But carriage rides are inconvenient and makes me sick while the early morning shipments are too early for me to wake up. Better roads? A shuttle wagon schedule?
I mull over it on the hour ride over, forcefully settling myself between grampa and his steed. I don't care if he makes fun of me endlessly for being needy. No motion sick carriages for me, not if I can help it.
Behind the first gate, Uncle Geoff waits for us, as reliable as ever.
”Good morning Uncle Geoff, Lillyane say hello.”
”Hewo!”
”My it feels like it's been so long since I last saw you girls, you've gotten so big. And Rosalia what a dashing little hair cut you have now.”
Now this is a genuine well-spoken gentleman! Ah, more men need to take a note from you uncle Geoff.
While he leads us to where Gable has set up his temporary lab office I can't help but say hello or talk a bit to the familiar faces we passed by. I even see the grumpy cat - uh I mean Yuna has survived his odd butterfly bite with no side effects. Except maybe complaints, which is understandable. I'd be too if a butterfly vampire bit me out of commission like a bad drunk.
Along the way, I note for people to send Tamera or Vincent my way if they run into them.
Until then we head down, unsurprisingly, underground. Gable sure likes to burrow himself hidden huh, but I also think that if there were power stones running this place they would be hidden where no one could see.
Since uncle Geoff is guiding us down with grampa, it's safe to say he's in on this too. Nice to count another safe person.
In a deep basement chamber that was surprisingly easy to access, stood Gable with levitating notes reedy to be scribbled. Even more shocking was how large and wide the chamber was. The only thing was that there were no rocks like I was expecting.
”Oh it's here Rosalia, can't you see them?”
No, I really can't. It's just a large empty hallway, supported with many tall stone columns, Which on closer inspection seem to be made of different materials. Oh I see! It's like someone mined a mountain and built this.
”The columns! They've been built into the support beams and foundations!”
”Good job, ingenious isn't it? But terribly impossible to move. They're all interconnected and hold incomparably more than power stones we've been working with before. Don't worry about exploding these, I expect you'll reach your limits here.”
He was right.
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While I don't feel any effects, it's tiring to just stand around doing nothing while acting as a battery converter. I half lean with my face squishing the cool rock as I wait for Lilyanne to tire out, emptying her mana pools far faster than her little body could restore it. She already charged so much these past few days too.
Lilyanne was told to focus on pushing but for over an hour I felt like we were just standing around. But hey I'm the one who can't feel the magic here.
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Back on the surface again I run into Amar and Lukas before I do Tamera and VincentFor why Lilyanne and I separate, well she's getting coddled by grampa somewhere for being tired and I got bored.
In this space that is grampa's domain don't I essentially have free rein to roam where I please? There's not a soul here who doesn't recognize the Lord commander's precious grandchildren.
Still, it takes a lot of guts or foolishness to ambush me the way these two have.
”Is it true?!”
”What is Lukas? And get off of me already!”
”Hi Rosalia! Sorry, Rosalia.
”Hi to you too Amar. Now, will you guys get off me?”
Today it is not a Rosalia sandwich but a dogpile, with me at the bottom. I sense no other children around, these two must have seeked me out specifically.
”The good thing!”
”The what now?”
”What Lukas wants to say is that the kitchens are talking about this amazing thing. It's called something like 'pizza' -”
”Word is that it can only be made not by your house but by you. Is that true? IS it even better than a soda?! Oh do you still have any more of that too?”
”Pizza? The kitchens are talking about it to the troops?”
”Nah, Marcus hears it Grendada who heard from Shurine who talked to Old Tonka who works deliveries.”
”...You heard from who?”
Is Lukas a little boy or a gossipy middle-aged woman?
”But Dana confirms it too because she's worked both the cafeteria and your home's kitchens.”
”Ah that makes more sense, thank you Amar.”
”So? Is it amazingly delicious?”
”It's not even ready yet, but I like it a lot. That's why I'm trying to make it just right”
”Sounds good enough for me, right Amar?” grins Lukas.
”Tasty things are tasty.” the other boy nods along.
It's interesting how news gets around but it makes sense if my kitchen staff and the cafeteria here work hand in hand. I mean the ovens here are much larger and we get the bread rolls delivered ...wait a minute.
The ovens here are better for making bread....hmm.
”So Rosalia, when will they be ready?! Everyone talks about this 'pizza' like it's a legend or something. I have to try it before I leave, please please please.”
Lukas begs, puppy eyes on full force. I should call it a piggy eye but I can't blame him. I also got always got excited when hearing about new restaurant openings or food trends.Internet foodporn videos did not help. Amar pats his friend's back in support.
”We're really glad Lukas gets to go apprentice with Gable but since everyone is talking about this pizza-”
”Please please please let me try it before I go.”
This gives me another idea actually.
”And everyone's heard about it?”
”Uh yeah, did I not say it enough before?”
”No no no you said plenty Lukas. But do you think people would be willing to help?”
”Of course why wouldn't they!”
”Bartering, favors, and work is traded more than money around here Rosalia. Though I do see people gamble with money a lot.”
”Well then listen up! Follow my instructions carefully and I promise you all the pizza you can possibly eat.”
After all, what kind of going away party is better than a pizza party?
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