The Tavern

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When you and Zane arrive at the tavern, he holds the door open for you. You walk in and step to the side of the door so he can enter. He gently grabs your hand and leads you to the counter to sit on a barstool.

"What would you like today, High Priest?" asks the bartender.

"I would like two of your finest drinks," replies Zane. "One for me, and one for this fine, young lady," he says, looking at you.

It gives you butterflies in your stomach, the way Zane looks at you. You giggle, which makes Zane smile. Not a twisted smile, but a happy, cheerful one.

"Here you go," says the bartender, sliding a drink to you, and to Zane. "On the house."

You look at Zane. He says, "Take a sip. I'm sure you'll like it."

You take a sip, and then another. It tastes bitter, but you rather like it. You say, "What is this? I don't think I've had something so...tasteful."

"That, m'lady, is beer. Much like ale, but less sweeter. Best not drink too much, or you'll get drunk." He has a bit of a wild and crazy look in his eyes.

You giggle even more. "Well, maybe I can get drunk sometime. With you," you playfully say, actually meaning it.

Zane, who is slightly smiling, quietly says, "I-I...uh... Well...yea. I'd like that."

"Good. But... There is something I would like to tell you," you say shyly.

Zane takes your hands, and tries to catch eyes. "What is it?" he asks gently.

"I am a...meif'wa. I just have the power to control my cat ears, tail, and attitude." You look into Zane's eyes. You then make your cat ears and tail appear. "Do you still like me?" you ask, searching his eyes.

"O-of course. But...h-how did you know...?"

"It's part of my power. I can read people's thoughts."

"...s-"

The bartender interrupts Zane. "SO, are you two a thing OR NOT?"

You look at Zane. You say, "...Are we?"

He says, "Y-Yes. We are."

You stare into Zane's eyes for what seems like years. You then here a voice that makes you jump.

"Son," says a deep, loud voice. "Is that petty thing who you brought into my village?"

Before Zane turns away, you see a green flash in his eyes. Is...Is he scared of his own father? you think. You turn your body around to face the person.

"Um..um please excuse me sir, but did you just call me petty? Because I am not petty!"

"Ooh, she has quite the attitude on her too, eh? Hehehe, Make sure she doesn't get in my way or on my bad side, or else she'll be sliced to a slowly, painful, death...," Zane's father finishes, looking at the end of his blade in a slowly twisted manor. He puts his blade away and starts walking back to the door. "Just be careful, young ones." With that, he walks out the door with his guards filling him.

Zane looks at you, his blue eyes with a flash of green across them. He says, "That, um, well that was my father. Come on, let's go back to my room. We can meet people another day." He pours the rest of your beer and the rest of his into to-go cups, and he hands them to a guard. He takes your hand, and leads you back to his room in time for lunch.

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