Lucinda
Its now dusk on day three and we just finished eating our meals. I had already meditated and feel no different then I did a few days ago but right now it doesn't matter. We are still being watched by our stalker meaning that we can't really do anything aside from chat about nothing and watch a bit of, well lets just call it TV. In the magics realms it called Vishkalowph but ain't nobody have the time to be trying to say that word.
The bags that we had brought with us have nothing good in them aside from the money pouch I grabbed earlier. These are only decoys with cheap clothes and a pathetic weapon for 'self defense.'
I glance over at the paper that was sitting on the table, I have five more like it. There is nothing special about the paper that Davaseal is using too record the Spyers with. I made sure mine was fairly plain looking. Even has a to-do list on them to make them look unappealing. Yet, when we had walked into the room, I instantly knew that the paper had been picked up and moved one tenth of a cementer. So who ever is watching us, was in our room and has probably placed in some cameras or some other form of spying equipment. So we have to carefully us our bond to talk but make it look like we are still having small conversation.
"So how was your day today?" Davaseal I mean Kenoth, asks while picking up my plate and putting it on a tray to sit outside the door.
"It was so nice." I say sweetly looking at him. "I even got you a little present!" I say walking over to the bed and fumbling through my bag. After a minute or so of faking looking, I bring out a wrapped box.
"Aw, you didn't have to do that." He says walking over and sitting next to me. He takes my left hand away from the box and kisses it before fully taking the box away from me. Ew, no kissing my hand you weirdo. I think to him as I force myself to blush and look away from him.
Davaseal just smiles at me, No comment. He thinks back to me. "Tarye, you are the best thing that has ever happened to me." He says as he opens the box and sees a small cake inside.
I smile and move away from him to grab a few extra plates off the table and a small knife. "It's your favorite." I say softly and hand him the knife. He stands up and walks over to the table and sits the cake and knives down and takes the plates from me.
"I bought it as an apology for earlier." I say looking out the window but still watching him as he walks back over to me and sits on the bed again. This time looking worried.
"I forgive you." He says softly, still looking at me. What is troubling you? Something has to be up for you to actually buy this and given we are being watched, I doubt it is poison. He thinks to me and makes me look him in the eye. You can tell me everything and anything. That is what I am here for. I'm your partner and I-
Right then we separate with the speed of light. The moment we moved, three people came crashing into the room from the door way and two from the window. Fluidly, I moved to the table and grabbed the piece of paper and slipped it into my weapons pouch. Davaseal already has two weapons drawn and I extend my right hand and summon a small little fluffy Norakew.
Norakew is a summon/tamer beast that is usually raised by its owner. This little beastie is super fluffy with its blue fur and is about the size of a normal sized house cat and it has really big square black eyes with circles of white spotting it. Its nose is short. All in all, it is adorable.
"Tiska, attack!" I yell as the little ball of cuteness grows bigger, about the side of a saint bernard and its paws become huge and start swiping at the enemies. Given, its big form doesn't look savage either, in fact, its still adorable even behind its sharp looking fangs.
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