Trapped in Another World With No Magic

Chapter 101: The New Court Magic Artisan

Ahok awakens in an unfamiliar room far exceeding the wealthy appearance or luxury of any room she has ever slept in for any part of her life, even as the Court Magic Artisan. The bed is comfortable, the blanket is soft and warm, and the pillows feel like what Ahok imagines a cloud would be.

She does her best to sit up, wondering if everything in her hazy memories were just nightmares, or if it all happened. She finds a little pain in her ribs, and she winces, touching her chest to find bandages.

She looks around the room as she rests her torso, waiting for the pain to subside. The room looks like a fairly minimalist bedroom, with little furniture, a small washroom in a separate room, and a basic dresser with a couple of drawers and a strange-looking window on top of it.

For the moment, there is no one around her, and she wearily climbs out of bed. She is dressed in an extremely simple robe, which is clean and soft, and she has bandages on her arms, legs, and wrapped around her chest. She approaches the dresser, and the 'window' startles her. Ahok has never had the luxury, but she has heard of mirrors before. That said, from what she heard -complaints of those who did have them as a luxury-, mirrors are tedious to keep clear enough to do detailed beauty work. The bronze that's typically used must be polished regularly to stay clear enough to see. This mirror has a reflection like the surface of water so pure, it would be fit for angels to drink from. She can see every detail of her own face, down to the individual hairs on her head, the freckles on her broad goblin ears and her light green-blue cheeks, and the faint blood stains on the bandages wrapping part of her forehead and temple, which covers her right eye.

There's a knock at the door which startles her, and she whirls to face the door, backing away. "Wh-Who is it?" she croaks out in a hoarse voice. Her throat is sore, and she flashes back to screaming as... She shakes her head to forget the thoughts.

The half-goblin artisan looks around for something to defend herself with, but the voice that returns through the door is fairly gentle, even for a man's voice. "It's me, Daniel. I'd like to speak with you, Lady Ahok. May I enter?"

Her blood runs cold. D-Daniel? How can that...? Did he somehow survive Twilight? That's... How? A-Am... Am I... a prisoner?

"Y-Yes. Y-You may enter."

The door opens, revealing none other than the tallest human on the world of Zenkon, who was sent away from the castle to Fort Twilight almost a year ago. And, according to intelligence reports, he is now the self-proclaimed emperor of an organization calling itself the 'Fievegal'. With him is a fox-eared girl with a big, bushy black tail who matches the description of Hekate, the self-proclaimed empress of the Fievegal. Both of them are wearing matching armor, minus their helmets, as if they are going into battle. Behind them are three women carrying massive eggs too large for their mostly-human bodies.

Ahok's focus is locked on Daniel, though. A primal part of her soul is terrified of him. He is a large man, compared to her, and after... She shifts behind the dresser, trying to keep the dresser between herself and Daniel.

Daniel stops just inside the room, and Hekate stops beside him. The reptilian-women, likely dragon-kin if not the dragons in human form, also file in and stop alongside Daniel and Hekate.

Daniel lowers himself to a kneel, saying gently, "Lady Ahok, it has been some time."

"W-What's going on?" asks Ahok nervously. "A-Are you here to kill me?"

"If we wanted you dead, we would have left you where we found you."

She tightens her grip on the dresser, her body feeling the pain of what happened.

"I... Wh-What do you want, then?"

"What do you know about the weapon that erased Fort Twilight?"

Her whole body drains of strength, and she sinks to a kneel on the floor. Tears immediately start to well up in her eyes, and she whimpers, "I-I-I'm sorry...! I'm so sorry!" She begins sobbing, and Hekate glances at Daniel. He nods at her, and the young empress jogs to Ahok, kneeling to hug her. "Shhh... We won't hurt you. We just want to know what that weapon is and how to counter it."