+++Alfon's Perspective+++
I woke up past noon the next day and you can't blame me, it had been an emotional night. After we were done having a breakdown in front of the tavern, we came back in to find Swift arguing with the bartender with a drink in his hand. He turned around only to drop his drink on the floor and began apologizing profusely to my mom and me.
Mother gave him a slap on the top of his head and thanked him for doing his best before letting him go.
They then asked me what had happened to me, so I recounted what had occurred using the paintbrush and box I got from Freya.
They looked at me with wide eyes when I started writing in the sand.
"Hey Rafine, I didn't notice earlier but isn't that paintbrush...?" Prisilla started.
"Yeah."
I didn't really get what they meant so I started my story from the two men in the alleyway. After I was done my mother wanted to thank the beast woman named Freya personally but none of them knew who she was or where she lived that was; they planned to ask sometime before they left Hartford.
Oh yeah, Hartford is the name of the city and the tavern we were currently staying at was called the Spiny Tail Tavern and Inn. It had a spiked tail logo out in front, I was wondering what that was.
Anway, they then questioned me on why I left in the first place... which is when I told them about my plan with the tracking tag.
Maybe I should have lied because they gave me the scolding of a lifetime. Rafine and mother started yelling over each other and even Donovan joined in. Swift just looked at me with narrowed eyes while Prisilla was bent over backwards from laughing.
The only reason they stopped was because the tavern and inn owner threatened them with eviction.
It all ended with mom hugging me again.
"Never do that again okay Alfy?"
I nodded.
"Mom was worried to death you understand?"
I nodded.
"You mean the world to me, okay? I don't think I could stand it if you left me."
I nodded.
Anyways, that's enough reminiscing, let's go practice our magic....
"Alfy? Are you awake?" a cheerful face greeted me; her long golden hair brushed my cheeks.
"mhm."
"Mommy brought breakfast for you here."
She lifted me up and plopped me down on the table. We had some soup and stir-fried meat and vegetables. They gave off a tantalizing smell and looked quite appetizing, albeit a bit cold. I had a bite, mmm, tasted like chicken.
It was then that I noticed a strange looking girl on the opposite end, she had horns but was too small to be Rafine.
I waved.
She waved back.
"Alfy, this is Nina, she's going to be staying with us for a little bit, okay?"
She stared at me, and I stared back. We locked eyes for a while before Rafine burst into the room.
"Sylvestra, the head of house Dale wants to see you and Alfy."
"What?" Mother's tone turned icy cold, "I thought we weren't accepting any favors? Getting caught up in a noble's mess is a bad idea."
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An Average Reincarnation
FantasyA nameless soul, with bits and pieces of knowledge from his previous life but not the memories of who he was, is born in a world he does not recognize. This is the chronicle of his journey. A typical reincarnation novel, but I really tried to craft...
