Chapter 407 - Reality (2/2)
”Finally,” a sigh filled the transmission with white noise, ”-I've been trying to contact you for ages.”
”Sorry about that. I figure you've found Sugar?”
”Yes, he's in the village.”
”Going by the tone, you two made up?”
”Correct,” she giggled, ”-we're a couple again. Talking over our feelings to one another did help, he wanted to protect me and I wanted to support him.”
”Excellent,” another hurdle crossed, ”-listen, I'll have a pick-up arranged, thou art returning to Hidros.”
”Where must we go?” asked she.
”Stay where you are, the money is sufficient to stay at an inn, is it not?”
”Yes, it's more than enough, master, when will the transport come?”
”In a day or two, sit tight.”
”T-thank you,” said she bowing as if he would see her.
”Very well, I shall see thee in three days, goodbye,” the phone hung.
”Éclair, get me in contact with the Lerado's,” the spirit was quick to change to another channel.
”Hello, Mallie Lerado, speaking,” came a rather confident voice.
”Hey, it's Shadow.”
”I apologize for my tone; how can I help?” the shuffle of her posture was heard loudly.
”I need an escort for two people.”
”An armed escort?”
”No, nothing that extravagant,” after which, details on the location of Sugar and Dei was given.
”Consider it done,” the call ended. The Lerado would transport them from the village to the airfield where a plane from Phantom would wait. On that ended a tedious day – a day where many unknown came to life, a day where a friend returned home and the plot advanced. There still remained a doubt in his mind, a doubt about Origin and the powers of a god of time. What did it mean, gods are not right and demons are not wrong, a conflict with the result being neutralism. Who to side with, and who to chastise, the godly realm was still so far from the reach.
Meanwhile, inside Rosespire at a very renowned bakery, the ladies enjoyed pastries on the second floor. The windows gave onto a more or less busy road with taller buildings shielding from the sun. The activity of the town sure was uncanny in a good way. The populous all but forgot the dirty stain of war. Demi-humans were allowed to roam freely; there were even inter-racial couples. The connection of the monarchs was the catalyst. Who were they, the people, to oppose to another race when their Queen was good friends with a Vampire-king or Blood-King, as referred to in chronicles.
”Aceline,” said a joyful Gallienne.
”Hey,” she waved with a changed persona, ”-how's the day been so far?”
”Only getting started,” interjected Shanna with a wink, ”-on that, how was the discussion with the King?”
”Oh, that,” she frowned in disgust at the pain of death, ”-eye-opening,” said approach was why she stood before them, ”-I got a lot of things out of my chest. I truly feel reborn.”
”Good to hear,” added Gallienne sweetly, ”-welcome back home, Aceline, Hidros missed you.”