Chapter 727: True Demonlord [58] (2/2)
”The mission's complete, I'm sure lady Courtney and Elvira will be satisfied. Asmodeus, Mammon, Kul, and Starix have decided to stay in Alphia. The situation here needs to be monitored closely, by this point, the heavy liftings are done. One more thing, a member of Asmodeus circle wanted an audience, said her name to be Medusa.”
”Medusa, I'll meet her when the time arrives,” focused on the area around the bar, ”-they sure cleaned up fast.”
”Master, we should head home.”
”What about you, Éclair? The others are staying, what will you do?”
”Is it even a question to ask,” he stood and held out a hand, ”-where ever my master goes, I shall follow.”
”Understood,” the grips firmed.
The next morning arrived under the suppleness of a very well-crafted ceiling. Melodic water splashes disrupted the sleep, the curtains swayed listlessly, the quiet surrounding gave for a very warm wake-up call. Face to the pillows, '-I slept like a baby,' slithered to the bed's edge, sunlight reflected off the tiles leading onto the terrace, ”-morning Igna.”
”Good morning, big sister,” he replied in only shorts, ”-quite early for a swim, don't you think?”
”Oh please,” she swamed gracefully, ”-there's no way I'd miss out on this, the pool is amazing,” pulled to the edge, ”-I'm disappointed.”
”Why?” he hung crossed armed on the balustrade.
”No compliments on my swimsuit?”
”Not going to happen,” he spun on his heels, ”-courtesy or not, I don't care for it.”
Downstairs came a large room opened wide to the pool covered by a few cleaned curtains, Xyra and Hyde slumped on the couches.
”Never drinking again,” complained Hyde holding an icicle.
”I agree,” added Xyra, ”-no more drinks, I'm wasted,” he held a sports drink.
”What about drinking?” commented Igna.
”It's you,” groaned Hyde, ”-my heads already spinning, don't make it worse.”
”Sure it is,” he gave a playful flick to the forehead,”-be careful next time.”
”Mother and big sister Amber left early,” added Xyra, ”-don't bother looking for them.”
”I was searching for the emperor.”
”Still in bed,” said Eira wrapped in a bath towel
”-should I get breakfast started master?” inquired Éclair.
”Breakfast?” he glanced at the clock, ”-already 08:30, Éclair, we don't have time to eat, what of the jet!”
”Master, there's no need to throw a tantrum. Midne's on her way with the luggage, we'll leave in thirty-minute, there's enough time for a meal.”
”Very well,” the breathing eased, ”-please do.”
”You headed somewhere?” inquired Eira.
”Returning to Hidros,” a juice box flew across, ”-thank you, Éclair.”
”Hidros?”
”Yes, don't tell me,” he sipped, ”-big sister, Julius's getting married; Alphia's drained my mind and body; I need a break.”
”I forgot,” she facepalmed, ”-I can't make it anytime soon; tell him I'll be there on the wedding day.”
”What about marriage?” wondered Loftha rocking a very wild bed hairstyle, mascara from the prior night added a tinge of dark motif to the already decrepit expression.
”Morning.”
”Morning.”
”Morning, Loftha, we were talking about Igna's return to Hidros. My younger brother's getting married, time sure flies”
”You only got married recently,” returned Igna.
”Shut up, anyway, he'll be off to the airfield in thirty-minute. Guess the breakfast is the last we'll see each other.”
”You and the bad omen,” food carried over to the open room, ”-talk as if the plane's going to crash.”
”You're leaving,” mumbled under the breath, ”…”
Midne arrived precisely at 09:00, her entourage consisted of Kul and Starix, the duo would be in charge of managing the manors. A brief exchange of goodbyes led to the airfield, '-I'm going home,' they boarded.
Meanwhile in Hidros, to be specific, Rosespire – Julius woke to a notification from Éclair, ”-the master is on his way. We should be there at 14:00.”
”Why are you so rough with the sheets,” complained medium lengthen pink hair, ”-it's early, let me sleep.”
”MALLEY, my cousins headed back,” he leaped out of bed, ”-he's been gone for so long, I have to tell Aceline and the others. Pardon me love,” a quick peck on her forehead, ”-I'll catch you soon.” The message forwarded to many friends, a chipper grin on his face and an energetic hop in his step, Julius skipped out the hotel and into his car, '-I knew my marriage would bring him back.'
Minutes turned into hours, the plane landed at 15:30, the scenery, dried lands, remnants of an arduous battle, and a castle-town in the distance. The trip on foot lasted little more over thirty-minute, guards allowed entry without question, '-the church,' he stood before the rebuilt building, '-I should have come earlier,' bag on his back, he entered the immense hall adorned in the sculptures of lady Syhton.
”Can I be of help, child?” approached a priest.
”I've come to pay respects to my comrades, they were the noble rulers of castle Garsley, the Garnet family.”
”The noble family who saved our castle town, please, their graves are to the right.”
”Thank you, priest,” a nod faded into memory, the place changed, a memorial stood proudly amidst a lovely garden of flowers. Gravestones lined symmetrically, each cleaned and cared for, '-I'm back,' dropped onto his knees, '-sorry I couldn't pay a visit sooner. What kind of a friend forgets his family,' a genuine smile reflected onto the metal plate, '-so much has happened – I wished you were here to witness what a lovely place castle Garsley has become.”