《The Coin of Fate》Chapter 59 let us walk! no, you will sit
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"H̵̓ͅo̷̳͔̰̓̕w̶̥̏̃ ̵̦̒̍d̸̻̊̿̚ì̴̯̅̚d̷̗̊͐͘ ̵̤̄̌͝ṯ̶̎͆h̵̬͓̽̕i̴̦̱̎s̶̹̘̈́ ̷̞͇̏̍̈́w̵̖̗͗̔̑o̶̫̳̊̑r̷̺̻̈́̚͝k̷̺̓̋͠ ̴̣̱͋ạ̷̡̈́̔̚g̷̬̈́̆a̷̠̝̟͐̕i̶̫̾͆̏n̵̩̯̋̐͑?̵̢̅ ?sᴉɥʇ ǝʞᴉ˥ 𝕄𝕞𝕙, 𝕞𝕒𝕪𝕓𝕖 𝕝𝕚𝕜𝕖 𝕥𝕙𝕚𝕤? Oh, right! Now I remember, here we go I'm in.
So, the book keeper is busy and, if I am right she should write about our fiery sister next.
I will write this for her, because I'm a good big sister.
So the faery of crybabies fire has many names, too many for me to bother writing them down.
She is the most insecure faery that has ever been made, mostly Mother fault... BUT she was young too so it can happen to the best of us!
I mean after creating the domains of Air, Earth and Water to ease her work, did Mother really need to create the domain of Fire?
Like every thing that happened around a fire happened within one of the other domains.
'Mother, you need to hear what happened to this village!' 'I already know, your earthy sister told me.'
or
'Mother! This boat! It started burning from the inside!' 'I know dear, your sister saw the intruder come in and I already informed Fate.'
Sure, Mother created us to split her load as Life continued to create and fill the Plane of Creation.
She is still creating so Mother is still making new faeries. There are the faery of cotton candy and the faery of party hats now...
Oh, she is coming back! I will continue this another time."
-E͖̰ͧ͌̔͠ͅz̨͍͙̪̹̞̹͌ͨͅi̛̲̥̬̯̻̼̳͎ͦ́̚l̸͙̫͍̬͉͂ͅi̴͓̱̫̾ͥͅ ͚̯̑ͤͬ̀L̶̬̱̞ͨ̍a̛̪̣̦͍͗̓͒ủ̶̻̤̗̗͕̦̐m̗̞̟̠̝̈́͒ͪ̄͜e̗̦̼̓ͯ̀̚ ̩̾̅̎̏͝ͅE̴͇͔͇͚͊i̧̮̰̅͋̌ͅn̸̫͕̤̳̒̇̀ͧg͚̘̽ͣ͜a͕̩̤ͪ̀ͅn̷͍͈̹ͧͤͤą͕̭ͧ ̸͇̗͙͚͕̺͂ͬ͆̈́N̐̄͏̝̙͎̲̻ẹ̢̫ͩ̉ͮͥr͎̟̯ͯ͟t̷͔̫͖̞̻̼͕͔ͫ̋͂ĥ̸̬̥̩͇͖̣̭̒́̓u̶͖̙͈̞̜͍̞̞̎ͥs͖̗͚̱͇̙̋̓̈̌͝ͅ ̞͓̬̤͖̪̙͔ͧͦ͡Ā̸̻͈̦̞̥̜ͩͬu̵͈̪̪̘̱̝̤ͣr̘͖͔̗̬̜̝̦ͦ̃ͩ̂͠i̧̗̠̖̯͙͇ͬḽ̗̭̰̦̰̙̎͑͜,͇̙͉̘̜̱͇͎̅͋ͧ͡ ̭̜͊̅͟t̊́ͯ͒͏̯̲̬̘͈̼̞̻h̰̏̾̚͘ͅe͊͏̞̣̻ ̟̮͙̝ͯ̾́ͅf̓͏͕̲̼̜̹̜͉͖â̱̲̞̚͝ẹ͉̓̀r̮̲̬͇̬̪̺̹̿ͧ̒͞y̡̳̳̑̋̏̋ ͇̜̝̥͎ͥ̊͘ơ̲̟̯̪̱̙̱͍̋̃͐f̜͙̲ͮ͟ ̶̯̹̼͈ͥͪ̏w̧͚̞͋̒̿̃a̼̘̟̦͉̣͈ͮͣ̄͠t͈͔͓̰͍͛͜ͅé͔̯̈́̀r̬̗̮̗͔͔̿͢ͅ
"Introduction to the faery of fire"
Todd, his assistant and a couple soldiers neared the tree where Little Wolf was resting.
"What did you do to the princess?" Asked Todd.
"Phrillia?" Answered Little Wolf, with a question, he learnt that from Sidon.
"Do you know any other princesses? Of course we are talking about the third pricess! And you should not call her by name, it's not proper!" Said the still unnamed assistant, at least Little Wolf did not hear his name yet. Todd placed a hand on the shoulder of the assistant.
"Shut up."
"Yes sir!"
"So Little Wolf, what happened yesterday?"
"Nothing? Or I think nothing?"
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"The princess rushed to the barracs and started training the men, then she ate and fell asleep. This morning she was back in the training area, the soldiers are worried and weary, mostly weary."
"Training is good, right?"
"Yes, training is good. But the princess trained the men once in a while, if she trains them every day they won't be able to move afterwards."
"Isn't that the soldiers fault? If they trained more they would be able to keep up."
"Those soldiers are normal people, not like the princess or our hunters."
Little Wolf tited his head, looking at Todd for the first time. "Why are they soldiers if they are weak?"
"It's the others that are too strong and, there are not enough powerful people so normal people need to pick up the slack."
"Oh, I see. It's like the First Hunter and the other hunters right?"
"Sure, yes, like that. So why is the princess so prone to training today?"
"Oh, we might have fought. I think?"
"You fought?"
"Not really, she wanted to fight... but I cannot fight, don't want to get tired. So we talked for a while, then she tried to sneak attack me."
Todd facepalmed, the third princess really loved her ambushes when people did not do what she wanted.
"And you two fought."
"Not really, but I won."
"You won while not really fighting?"
"Well, she thought herself sneaky but I could hear her. When she tried to ambush me I had already moved my self into a counter ambush position. She did not find me and turned around so, I did the 'boop, I win' like Kitty used to do to me."
"So you did a counter ambush and you won? That's it?"
"Yes." Little Wolf turned his face away and his voice was almost faint.
"Really?"
"No?"
"What happened Little Wolf?"
"She got scared and fell from the tree, she hit the ground but she was unhurt! I'm sure, she did not smell of blood."
"Yeah, she is hardy, a fall should not hurt her badly. From how vigorous her training is it's pretty obvious she is fine phisically.After the fall what happened?"
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"We talked about the people we liked and she ran away..."
"You talked about the people you liked?"
"...you were not one of them."
"What?
"Nothing!"
"Fine, where is Mira?"
"Woods." Little Wolf shrugged.
The remaining four days were gone in a flash, the fort was busy doing fort things. Probably, Little Wolf did not really know what a fort did, he did not even know what a fort was until a couple of days ago! But he could hear the soldier training hard. Phrillia was serious about getting stronger, but so was he. So he rested, he needed that energy.
The caravan finally came in, there were some hurt soldiers in the carts, there was a cart with dead soldiers too. The carts were broken in some places too, from the underside you could see fresh wood, even little branches and leaves. Mira probably did her thing, where she talked to the trees and they grew.
John was called to the study of Thaddeus. Bandit attacks on the road are not unheard of, but bandits do not attack soldiers. They are not that stupid, there is nothing to steal from soldiers and they would not be easy prey. Even worse, the kingdom would get involved and the bandits would not want that type of attention. Thaddeus suspected that these 'bandits' were mercenaries or slaves, so he called John and gave the caravan a bigger escort.
"I know Little Wolf, he will do the scouting for you. He will do the entire night watch alone, he does not need to sleep, you all do. I'm giving you more soldiers and scouts, your job will be to find the bastards that attacked our fellow soldiers. Start from where they ambushed the caravan and try to retrace their steps, if you can get them, prisoners are the best but dead men don't hurt the sons and daughters of Arthus."
"Yes sir!" Said John but he did not leave and his face was ugly, he was about to ask something but stopped a couple of times.
"Do you have something to add?"
"Sir, I'm not doubting you and I will obey to the best of my abilities but... are you sure? Is that kid really able to scout day and night? I just want to keep our men safe."
"He is apparently resting, a form of meditation training? Something about not wasting energy when unnecessary, actually our third princess started doing the same. She is speaking a lot less and her movements are less wild. In four days she became much sharper, both in fighting with weapons and with the tongue. He is growing, when he was small he was always running, always active. Peace was impossible with him around. If he focuses on something... he will get it done. You can be sure of it, I am."
"Won't scouting day and night tire him?"
"His senses are much sharper than ours, they are better than the nobles too. He will keep you safe from the center of the caravan easily. On a hunter mission he smelled bandits five hundred meters ahead."
"Is that even possible?" John asked flabbergasted.
"For him? Yes."
Another day passed, the sun was getting higher in the sky, the cold and darkness of the night was losing ground to the powerful ball of fire. Little Wolf was ready to walk! A new adventure! No parents! He actually was kinda sad about that, he missed his mother, his father too. He was excited! The two droppers were with him too, they came from the forest in the morning with Mira. The carts were filled with new letters, various produce from the forest, herbs, wood, pelts and the bodies of the fallen. This caravan was bigger than the one that came in, there were more soldiers that were going back to the capital apparently.
He was so ready for this!
"Let us walk!"
"No, you will sit your ass on the cart and rest."
Few words from Mira was all Little Wolf needed to be deflated, this adventure will be sooo boring!
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