Ancient secrets told

Tracking

Eron opened the kitchen door and saw chef's on brake and a single elf eating a sandwich. She looked around when the door opened, "you Lyra?" Eron asked.
"Yes, need something?" Lyra asked, putting her food down.
"Yes King Devon and King Aron has a job for you to do, they requested for you to meet them in the throne room" Eron explained. Her eyes widened with excitement, clearly she saw this as a good job for her career.
"Of cause" Lyra smiled, quickly finished the last bite and left.
"Before you go" he added, she stopped to look back, "have you seen where Folein, Vulwind and Rolm is?".
"Umm..." Lyra closed her eyes to think, "Folein said that he's delivering a letter to the genral in the barracks and then heading to the club. Vulmind mentioned the club as well and I don't know who Rolm is" she answered.

"Thank you" Eron left, heading to the club that he and Ulli went to just under a month ago. He loved the shocked expressions of almost everyone when they saw him, it wasn't a bad shock, it was a shock for relief in a way. As if they've been wondering what Eron is to their king and now they know. Eron opened the club door and saw that is wasn't as buissy as it was when he first went there. A single dancer was performing for about ten customers, Eron went to the bartenders and asked. "Do you know the messengers Folein and Vulwind his?".
"Urr yeah right there" the bartenders pointed to the two elfs, who were drinking and enjoying the show.
"Thank you" Eron nodded and approached the two messengers. "Folein, Vulwind" he started, they both looked at him.
"Yes?" one of asked.
"King Devon and King Aron needs you for an important job, they want to see you at the throne room" he explained. Their eyes widened and the taller elf was clearly drunk.

"Now?" The tall elf slurred.
"Yes... I think the job isn't until tomorrow though" Eron explained, they both sighed a relief. "Before you go know where Rolm is?" Eron asked.
"He said he had a message to send to genral Dain, in the barracks on the city all" the shorter, less drunk, messenger answered.
"Thank you" Eron left and headed down the road, towards the main gates. On his first visit he saw a small tower that seemed to have a barracks connected to it. The walk down the main road with the market was just as magical when he first came. The tower had a door on the bottom and a soldier was guarding it, his eyes were just as shocked as everyone else's. "So you're looking at me?" The soldier asked.

"Yes, is a messenger by the name of Rolm here?" Eron asked.
"Why?" The soldier narrowed his eyes but kept looking at the armour.
"King Devon and King Aron wants to see him" Eron explained, "is he here?".
"Yeah he just came with a note" the soldier opened the door for him, Eron walked in and saw a few soldiers relaxing. "Rolm?" Eron called and an elf walked out of the other room.
"Yes?" Rolm asked and the other soldiers went back to their own business but was clearly licensing.
"King Devon and King Aron has an important job for you, they want to see you in the throne room" Eron explained and Rolm looked slightly shocked.
"Lead the way" Rolm gestured towards the door. Eron nodded and began to walk up the road towards the castle.

"So a human in Opul colours... in a special type of armour as well?" Rolm asked, looking at the cape and the colours.
"Yeah I bet you have heard the rumers" Eron half joked, (the spy knew the whore rumers, I could try and see who knows the rumer to also help thin it down) he thought.
"What rumers?" Rolm asked, looking puzzled.
"Really? It feels like the whole city has been mocking me with it" Eron shrugged, "well a rumer went around that I'm a whore but I'm not" spite was strong in his voice.
"Oh... so what are you then?" Rolm asked, Eron couldn't tast the awkwardness in his tone.
"Really?" Eron asked, sounding more disappointed then he felt.

"Sorry... I don't pay attention to... politics?" Rolm guessed, Eron could see the castle gates, up the road.
"Me and King Devon are together, that's what this armour means" Eron explained, relaxing his voice.
"Oh" Rolm's eyes widened, "king Devon with a human?" Eron could guess his thoughts easily. (A male human) he thought as they entered the castle. Eron opened the throne room doors, seeing the other messengers alone and waiting. "So when are they gonna come out?" Kakar asked, sounding slightly impatient.
"I'll ask" Eron went straight to the door where King Aron was going through more possible plans with Devon.