Caspian yawns and sits up from laying down. The soft mattress provided him great comfort he was very hesitant to separate with but his body clock did not allow him to fall back to sleep. However soon he realizes that this felt very different from his normally hard sleeping space. He observed the room he was in and immediately remembered the events of yesterday and jumped.
Arthur was awakened by the sudden movements of the person beside him. Like any other trained warrior he sat up and sorted himself in a more orderly manner than Caspian. With a few strokes he fixed his bed hair and turned to the 21 year old pointing his finger aggressively at his direction.
"Pleasant mornings." He greets casually before grabbing the sword on the floor then walking to the door and exiting the room.
Caspian steadies his breathing for a few moments and collects himself. Seeing the disheveled pages of the black book he held last night before falling asleep while being carried by Arthur caused blood to rush to his face due to embarrassment. Slapping himself he grabbed the book and straightened the pages before scanning for the map.
The folded page was his indicator and within them is a map of the city he is currently living in. What they need is kept within city grounds conveniently enough—it is a certain artifact with the power to provide exact locations that the user desires. It is named Atlas; the divine navigator.
Fixing his outfit, which is still the one he wore yesterday, Caspian also exits the room. As soon as he exits he sees Arthur leaning on the wall, his sword in his embrace and is patiently waiting for the young warlock. With Caspian now in his vision, Arthur stood straight and placed his weapon on his side tightly gripped on the scabbard with his arm.
"Ready?" Arthur asks.
Caspian nods in response. "We'll be starting our search with a certain artifact. We will be needing it for searching for the other ones that I'll be using to fulfill your request."
"Is it sold or is it in possession of someone you know?"
Caspian shakes his head. "The artifact is kept hidden in the city. Not even the supernatural society has access to clues about its whereabouts easily." The young warlock opens the black book he obtained yesterday and shows Arthur the map on it. "Don't worry we have a map."
Arthur acknowledges this and relaxes his expression more. "Then let's make haste."
Turning around and ready to got out by remembering the directions they took last night, Arthur was prepared for a long day ahead but a certain young man's tummy made a sound that was very loud and couldn't go unnoticed. Blushing from embarrassment, Caspian covers his growling stomach which received questioning stares from the swordsman.
"I haven't eaten anything since last night okay. It's a pretty normal reaction." He retorts.
Unnoticed by the young man, a certain elf appears from behind Caspian and taps his shoulders startling him.
"That's why I'm here Caspian. You should have breakfast firsts before heading out." Fawn said as she hands over the containers of food from her hands.
Caspian happily accepts as he smelled the warm dishes in them. "Thanks Fawn. Sorry to trouble you."
"Not at all, Miss Edith however is very sorry she can't send you off— some business matters were delayed yesterday so she needs to attend to them very early this morning." Fawn smiles.
"Then tell her me and Arthur said thanks. She was of big help in our predicament."
Fawn nods. "I'll be sure to tell her that, and you both be sure to finish that in the lobby first before going on the road. You can get your luggage there as well."
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Covenant
FantasySTORY DESCRIPTION: May it be the age of stone, of kings and countries at war or the age of information, of great resurgence of technology-the supernatural has always been a part of the society, however their age of prominence has long since past and...