Chapter Thirty: After All These Years

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Udo considered himself a calm individual; collected and composed to a fault. He was like that since he were a young fey; nothing in life ever phased him. Since a young age, Udo knew he had a responsibility to the younger fey to look after them in place of their parents, and serve as their paternal figure. With that mindset established as a juvenile, Udo had never had much of a temper, and was always patient in his humility.

Nothing phased Udo; not Borra constantly running that big and chapped mouth of his, not Shrike ruining his days off with pranks and inappropriately timed visits to his and Yuna's home, and not Ini's constant know it all demeanor that secretly grated on the nerves of all the other fey in their tribes.

His collected demeanor was only deterred by two things; threats to innocent life, and threats to those he loved.

Especially when those threats to the ones he loved specifically involved Yuna.

So, needless to say, when he touched down on the shores of Certos like a cannonball out of the depths of hell, the drunken citizens rightfully nearly soiled themselves.

Sharp azure eyes were set in a firm glare and his brow threatened to crack with how furrowed it was. His wings kicked up a sand storm on the beach, and Udo scanned the crowds rapidly and adeptly as he stalked up the dunes. There was a dangerous air about him.

It was a lone drifter nestled atop crates and stray cargo nets that Udo chose to direct his barely contained rage and frustration at, voice almost monotone in its controlled anxiety.

"I'm looking for a girl."

Udo seemed to totally forget about the fact that he was a horned and winged individual that most people would be, and still were, terrified of. His mind wouldn't let him focus on anything else but Yuna; her previous sweetness and ridiculous stubbornness that he feared were being taken advantage of; that he would literally die if anything were to happen-

"Please." Udo added softly, eyes tired and legs weak.

The man seemed calm enough and unbothered, barely looking up at Udo from his cloak hood that was still covered in fresh rain. He shrugged;

"Bit of a broad request." He shortly replied.

He looked Udo up and down in faint interest; face weathered and old.

"Runaway bride?" He asked with a faint chuckle.

Udo's face contorted in confusion at that man's question, stopping short once he realized he was still in his clothes from the Winter Solstice. The regal robes were definitely worn and a bit unkempt after the horrid past few hours he'd experienced, but it looked gaudy all the same.

"Sure." Udo answered shortly, not in the mood to waste time exchanging pointless details.

"Beautiful, otherworldly intelligence, hair shocking like rubies and most likely carrying around a noisy crowd on her shoulder... sound familiar?" Udo couldn't help the way his voice rose in hopefulness.

The man quirked a brow at Udo, muttering something under his breath about "young love". With a nod of his head, he gestured towards the docks.

"Some of the sailors over there been taking about bringing a few ladies of the town aboard their "mighty vessels", might wanna start there."

He murmured, and Udo's heart instantly dropped.

His chest beginning to constrict, Udo nodded hurriedly.

"Thank you."

Udo's wings carried him to those dirty and sleaze infested harbors, not trusting his legs to take them there.

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