The Alternate threads of fate ( ENGV of "les fils Alternatifs du Destin")

Chapter 15: Two Names, One Spirit

Here is the continuation, with a small wink to a scene of our dear Zoé in a film, where a certain captain made his first steps in the cinema. Don't hesitate to vote (if you liked it) or to comment.

The next day,

I slept in the guest tent, with Father and Mother. I still did not have full confidence in Tsylan, to spend the night with him. My experience of yesterday had been enough for me to understand that this man had many facets, and as long as I did not know them all, I still preferred to keep my distance. I was still grimacing, still feeling the bruises from the previous day's training.

Father: How are you, my daughter?

Me: Still sore from my previous training.

Mother: Do you need to rest?

Me: No. I think I might be in shape to fly with Seze

Mother: You shouldn't take too long. Maybe you can catch Tsylan, before he takes flight.

I smiled, finding Mother's suggestion interesting. It was a chance for me to spend some time with him, alone, and to see if he was really Ben.

Later,

I went to the exit of the village, calling out to Seze as a signal. At first, he had nothing until he saw my flying friend coming, landing right in front of me.

However, I could see no one around. Where were the riders? As I made the tsahaylu, I saw a shadow emerge from the cliffs and fly up into the sky, looking like a dark-colored Ikran.

Me to Seze: Ready to follow them?

Seze: Yes, young hunter

Smiling, I rode my flying friend and we took off to catch up with the unknown. We soon arrived and I soon recognized Tsylan's Ikran, with him riding her.

Tsylan: Do you follow me?

Me: I need to know you. Since we are going to share our lives.

Tsylan: That doesn't mean every moment!

And with that, he turned to the right, towards the cliffs overlooking the sea hitting the rocks. I hurried to follow him, not wanting to lose sight of him. The young Kekunan flew through the rocks with great skill, carried by the wind and straightening up to avoid the waves spreading out to hit the rock.

I was able to follow him, but with more caution, not knowing the terrain. He spun around, and then jumped to dive into a rock opening, only to gain altitude again. I couldn't help but smile as I watched him do this. I started to get caught up in the game and I started to follow him in his exercises. When we finally climbed back up, past the cliff and over the plain, we couldn't help but exchange a smile. I could tell by his ears and eyes that he was enjoying the moment. And so did I.

Later,

We were on a floating hill, defying our aerial exploits. Everyone was determined not to back down, sometimes exaggerating things. But it was a lot of fun, and I enjoyed the exchange immensely.

Tsylan: It's good to have company sometimes.

Me: Well, there are good things about being alone, as well as bad.

Tsylan, teasing: Oh, I didn't know you were so wise!

I stared at him, with a touch of annoyance

Me: What am I supposed to understand?

Tsylan, amused: Oh, nothing at all.

I continued to observe him, irritated.

Me: And me, so gallant with the ladies. Is it not so?