The guy laughed, "Of course I need it...but for me it's lucky if someone buys flowers." He declared.
,,Really? I don't know if I have enough diamonds for your bouquets," he laughed, "you increased the price." Ylre pointed out ironically.
The merchant blinked nervously: "What are you talking about? What diamonds?" He laughed.
"Did I say something funny? I just saw you sell a customer two dozen of roses that grow free outside the city for a diamond." Ylre laughed in a way that didn't sound amused at all.
Strange chills went through the man when he looked at his face, forcing him to back away, although he didn't know the reason. The young man oozed danger that he would like to avoid, but suddenly he didn't know how to react so that nothing would spread further. If anyone found out about his deception, he would be out of town...at best.
"You must have seen wrong." He tried.
,,Really? I can still see him," Ylre looked at Rue, "Should I go and ask him? Or better yet, should I ask the guards around the corner to search your pockets? I hear it's been pretty busy with thieves lately...if they found something you couldn't have, they would definitely be interested." He clarified.
A cold sweat ran down the man's forehead as he began to panic: "I-I," he didn't know how to answer, "I...I just need money..." He finally admitted.
"Next time, choose the person you rob more wisely." Ylre said, placing his palm on the counter to take the diamond. The guy looked at him in embarrassment.
"I...I really need it." He tried.
"More than the hand you'll lose if I report you?" Ylre wondered.
The men flinched in terror as he imagined at best getting his hand cut off by one of Prince Nielle's executioners if the guards really looked in his pockets. He hesitated for a moment before realizing that he really wasn't lucky, that he really had just foolishly come up with something he didn't even claim and reached into his pocket with a sigh. He took out the diamond he had only owned for less than a few minutes and handed it to Ylre.
"Good choise." Ylre laughed and turned away.
,,Hold on! And for those flowers? They weren't free…now I've redone…at least pay for his flowers!" He protested.
Ylre looked at him dispassionately: "You wanted to rob him, he ended up robbing you. Learn your lesson and be glad that you have all your fingers left," he said and walked away.
Ylre didn´t care about the Rinsel man who had just run out of money. He smiled gently and ran on his way to find Rue, whom he had been looking for. He knew he wouldn't be far, so he only hurried lightly. But when he came to a crossroads and suddenly had no idea where to go next, he took out his compass with and looked at the hands that showed a clear direction.
He continued to run through the crowd until he saw a beautiful black robe in the crowd that he recognized from Infey. He smiled contentedly and quickly caught up with Rue. He touched his shoulder very gently and stopped him.
Rue turned in surprise. He slowly backed away from the man who was able to touch him, though he was wary of everyone and blinked a few times. His golden eyes met Ylre's bright blue ones, evoking a strange feeling in him. He wanted to run away, but for some reason he couldn't tear his eyes away from the young man's expression, so he hypnotized him for a few long seconds before realizing that he was acting strangely.
However, he couldn't help himself....something told him that running away wasn´t right, something told him that he should stay.
"Can I help you?" Rue blurted out, taken aback by his own behavior.
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Luck's descent (BL)
FantasyIn a world where luck is everything, people were born with a certain amount of luck. The course of the world was controlled by the Infey race, whose job was protecting the luck's source. At least that is how it's written in the history of 200 years...
