Dark Blaze

Chapter 34

"Good morrow Aerline" Kristinov greeted her as she rub her eyes, stretched her arms, and then she smiled. She saw him holding an apple "I do not know how to cook for you, we need to go" he said in a sweet voice but nonetheless deep. Especially when he tried to cook but generally they are always burnt out or scorched when preparing stew. "Now? I will prepare myself, Sir," she asked in the end she bites the side of a pure crimson apple. She pats her kirtle to take off the crumple after consuming the apple sans Kristinov in the room. Before she finish her apple, she gazed at the breathtaking view, the beamish rays shined through the window and she can behold a little particle drifting up and down within the glints. A pure ether prevails once again, the clouds are more puffier this time and the birds still dance along the morning breeze. The villagers of the Connart cleaned the mess yesterday, gossiping about what happened and they still blaming Kristinov for what merely came about. She can see the brothers preparing the steeds below the tower where she gazes above them. All of them are waiting for Aerline.

She stepped outside and hence she inhaled. "You ready for this, lamb?" Jhàrold asked with a grin while he is already riding onto one of the steeds before Aerline popped out of the tower. "We are heading to Flannel, right?" She asked and all of them nodded simultaneously. They all ride together, heading to the gates but all mages are yet furious at Kristinov's. As they all got out of Connart - the brothers wave behind as a farewell again. The grass waved as well, the children call their names with enthusiasm and therefore they wave again as the brothers saunter far away from home. Now, they will stride above to Flannel, the land of fairies he ruined - now he will amend it likewise in a better path. Passing the mountains and hills again. Aloft the path they cannot believe the tracks of their steeds are still there but it was faded by the crusts. The land of the fairies is far, it might take three days to get there or more than. The place was still esoteric until the day that it was now a dull forest, it became murky because of what Talina and he did. They stole their magic so she can create her own mysticism. Some fairies withstand from the darkness but some are not - their skin is peeled off and inside out they're draught. It was horrible to recall the memories from Kristinov but anyways they are now to save their land.

"Are we there yet?" Jhàrold asked while all of them are walking above the path of the pine forests. "No," the brothers said one at a time but he asked that earlier before they reach this wilderness. "We will know their land if we have reached the blossom trees" Kristinov explained with an irritated tone. Their footsteps left some tracks behind. The branches of the pines barely hit them on the forehead so they bend themselves slightly or move aside along with their steeds. The wilderness area is filled with moss upon the woods as well as the vines - like they are walking below the rainforest. They stepped on many twigs and rocks. The firmament above began to be coated by the grey clouds, maybe this place will be taking a bath once again. The sun will set to dusk after ambling for more than an hour. Jhàrold began to worry about his home - he cannot find his Queen yet so he asked for help from the brothers and Kristinov. "Kristinov, can we talk?" Jhàrold asked while all of them sat on the log, in the middle was their campfire and the blaze create a fume drifting to the darkness above. They all stroll behind the tree while Aerline glimpse at them with curiosity.

"What is your problem now?" Kristinov asked while laying his arms on the wood where they stand. "I need your help on this one, believe me, prithee" Jhàrold whispered, moving his head closer - as well his brims onto Kristinov's ear. "You do not have to whisper to me, they can help either I" Kristinov let out his acceptance of his help. "Some bizarre occurred in my home before we met you in the forest that you almost got hurt hence I just cannot believe I am so outrageous to leave my dwelling so sudden just to find you and I needed to go around because perhaps they need me and umm you may not reckon this but," Jhàrold said all of his problems rapidly and in the end, he stopped by heading his visage downward while his fingers are shaking from uneasiness. "What?" Kristinov asked, putting his away from the wood he laid his arms on soon. "The young Queen of Heloureout disappeared," Jhàrold said in a soft voice wrapped with despair without contacting his eyes to Kristinov filled with tears that are trying not to fall. "How did that happen?" Kristinov asked again. "I-I do not know but this Angel, remember the curly hair woman in a lavender suit that stabbed you where we met you in the time it was dark" Jhàrold smiled with stress within it but he was still a fast talker. As Kristinov nodded slowly - Jhàrold nodded as well.