Rey De-Heavens (English)

8.4

Looking up and puffing out her chest she continued her thoughts, "No. It can't be. Surely he's talking about now. Yes, it has to be. Hmmm! If I smell ugly now, maybe when I smell better we can get married. Yes, if he wants to lick me, he'll have to marry me first. I'll be following what I was told, though. On the other hand, now I have the opportunity to take a bath, smell and feel better, but I don't want to do it alone. What if something dangerous lurking around the place catches me as soon as I get careless? To take a bath I have to become tangible". A whole stream of shivers made him wonder aloud to the much-worried Parcae, who floated about the place almost shrugging his feet and arms:

"Rey, since it is I who will not allow you to lick me without first marrying me, would you, at least... stay by my side?"

Rey turned around, the word marrying surprised him, however, he remembered the conversation he had with his mother. With his eyes he looked at the face of the little floater, she reminded him a lot of Ehimus. Scary and prejudiced, someone who made rash decisions.

"Oh, get married? I get it. You know what it's like to have sex. And for two adults to have sex, they have to get married first in some cultures. Don't worry, I told you I'd take you to the place you came from, didn't I?"

She nodded her head, whose eyes and forehead were hidden behind the hood.

"That means you are part of my pack and I will take it upon myself to protect you until our paths divide. When I said lick you, I was referring to bathing you with my tongue."

Edith opened her eyes so wide that she almost lifted the corners of her sad, drooping mouth. She wasn't quite laughing, but she was happy at his words. It was ironic to see how at the same time White was licking a paw and then preening himself, as one who wanted to show off the form of a real bath.

Once on the shore of the immense lagoon, the little white-eyed boy stripped off the only garment he had to enter the place without caring how many people were watching or passing by the busy plain. In contrast, the Parcae thought twice, she felt it was not right to bathe or relieve herself if other people saw her.

After waiting for a while, she began to complain hovering above the little guy:

"What, aren't you ashamed that other people can see you, that I can see you?".

The little boy with no last name returned her a confused look, as if downplaying the matter.

"I am!!!! I am a lady...."

Rey, taking Edith's demands into consideration, asked a question:

"Do you want to go somewhere where no one will see you?" She nodded. "I understand..."

With only his head, on which he carried White, above the water, Rey used his hands and legs to stay afloat and go into the depths of the lake, which caused panic in the Parcae's behavior. Edith acted as if she were a chicken that had lost her chicks. Hysterical for not even knowing or seeing the depth of the lake. From the air, the shimmering body of water was vast, deep and dangerous. Her mind wandered among the millions of creatures that could exist and be hidden beneath the surface of such a place. On second thought, what other place could be more advantageous to predators than where they could see their victims and attack them from below. Panic swelled inside the little girl to the point of generating a very intense discomfort in her stomach and almost making her vomit. Edith, exalted, could not keep quiet:

"What are you thinking, aren't you afraid that something will come out of the water and eat you?"

Rey shook his head as if he had no reason to think of such a possibility.

"I am! Arg... What, do you want to die?"

Rey, as if pointing out a problem and speaking as if he were a master training his disciple, said: