A Demon's Heart.

Chapter fifteen: The Night Before

               Algia was a beautiful place, it was small but it has large gardens, even at the top of the houses they had gardens, it was a small piece of paradise, sharing borders with the chilly lands of Snowfell, the only thing dividing them, was the lake. Some gemstone workers had their stalls here and there, gotten from mines nearby, it made the town had a source of income higher than most villages across Domesia. Mirghreel went down the carriage with Aliana, he was a bit upset by what also-but-didn't happen last night.... He was blushing while angry, Aliana thought it was cute, and asked why he was like that. It was surprising she completely forgot about it, so Mirghreel couldn't stay mad at her.... Not completely.

              They started gathering some food and supplies for the trip to Snowfell, coats, gloves, salt for conservation, and the usual stuff for a very chilly place. Aliana started seeing the different stones the villagers carved and handmade and she took an interest in just one. It was average size, like the size of a pearl, but this particularly small jewel had something else, it was merged.... In colors. It had green and purple colors, both forming a small spiral in the center, it was unique.... It was chained in a necklace and Aliana just loved it.... She bought it naturally, and the lady who sold it said it was for hunters' luck, although she didn't understand the purple color on it, since it's pretty rare for purple to be on a jewel in the area of Algia's mines or even a full purple colored jewel. She said purple was a holy sign, for anything positive and it was connected to the night, Vastoria (Esdor's wife), and the Essences of the gods themselves.... It was probably magical she thought.

               Aliana took the stone with more love than it had before, it was beautiful, and since she was a Demon Huntress.... She believed it could help her.... Then she waited around the Inn, the ''Maggot of Snow" Inn.... Seriously, what's wrong with these names? Aliana also thought the same, she never asked though, it may have something to do with racism against Snov'mers (Snow Elves) and Snowters (Snow white humans). She went inside, Mirghreel already waiting finishing the bag they would use to travel. Aliana greeted Mirghreel with a smile, and somehow, the stone/jewel she had on her neck made her look more beautiful to Mirghreel.... Or so he thought. He didn't asked whether if it was expensive or not, he just admired with a passion as Aliana was walking towards him.... He blushed, Aliana slapped his face, she noticed. Bad move Mirghreel.... Bad move.