Chapter 25

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Cleo

The council meeting was frustrating and boring at the same time. They discussed ways to take action against dragons. Maybe it was possible to strengthen weapons with magic? One even had the idea to catch a harpy to use its claws.

Cleo spoke out against it. It was a long way to the harpies and they were no less dangerous than dragons. In a very old book, Cleo had read as a child that harpies were immune to the magic of witches and wizards. Whether it was true, she did not know.

But Cleo didn't want to find out either.

After the council meeting, she rushed to Charlotte, who had already packed their luggage so they could leave immediately.

"Back already?" Charlotte smiled happily. "Which path do we take? Have you decided?", she asked, handing Cleo one of the two bags.

"If possible, I don't want to go through the area where the dragon was seen. So either through the fairy forest or past the marshland."

"When we walk through the fairy forest, which is insanity, we pass through the territory of the elves. If we walk through the marshland, we can decide. Elves, or wolves."

"Elves. The way through the mountains takes longer!", announced Cleo. "I'd rather avoid the fairy forest, but the vampires arrest refugees..."

"Then we start to pretend to be those in the steppe", Charlotte concluded. "Shall we go?"

"Of course. Our coachman takes us to a small inn. I instructed the guards not to accompany us. As usual, they were not thrilled. From the inn, we take public carriages to a small town and buy two fast horses from a breeder. And with these, we ride off." Cleo kissed her wife excitedly. "Let's find my little sister!"

Julia

Julia felt good. For the first time in days, she had slept well.

She sat by the river with her centaur friends Flordelis, Aurel, Kalle, and Amarillis. Leopold had also accompanied her. He was involved in a merciless water fight with Amarillis.

Julia relaxed with the other centaurs on the banks of the river. She was telling them about what Fiete had told her.

"You're going to be queen one day? If someone told me that, I would think they were crazy", Kalle murmured. "That sounds pretty weird."

"I think it's great!" Flordelis played with Julia's hair. She weaved flowers and grasses into her slightly wavy hair. "Imagine that! We would be friends with a queen!"

Julia smiled sheepishly. "I don't know what to make of it."

"Maybe the dragon is wrong!" Aurelius lay in the tall grass looking for images in the clouds. The conversation interested him less. "There! This one looks like a ship!"

Julia also looked up, following his gaze. "Hm... Or like a sword?"

"No. A ship!", protested Aurel immediately. "That's not what a sword looks like!"

"I don't know..." Kalle looked at the cloud skeptically. "To me, it also looks like a sword... Or a specific male organ?"

"Kalle!", scolded Flordelis immediately. Julia laughed in amusement.

"You know? I had a vision", she changed the subject. Before the conversation drifted in the wrong direction. In the direction of 'male body parts'. "I saw an army and how I led it. There were centaurs, harpies... Different races."

"Oh!" Flordelis' mouth remained open.

"In that case, I would also see a sword in the clouds", Kalle grumbled softly.

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