"Dammit, Iris you old hag." Kaden said as he tossed the last of the trash into a dumpster behind the inn."
The young man had been ordered by his mentor to stay behind and clean. Not only the kitchen, but assist the innkeeper with whatever he desired.
"You are not allowed to leave until this kitchen is spotless. It is your mess after all," she told him when he tried to leave with them. "Since you created loads of dishes for that poor old innkeeper and his wife, you'll be helping him around the entire inn."
It was a cheap trick to get him to stay behind, letting him pig out on as much foreign food and beverages as he wanted. His instincts told him she was up to something but decided he should get chores done and hopefully grab a few hours of training.
He sighed in understanding then reached into the back of his dark grey breeches. Kaden really wished he hadn't eaten so much. There were no ry-parrots back home and he just couldn't control himself.
The master knight pulled out a list handwritten by Iris. He could see her smile in his mind as he read it.
To do
-Snacks
-5 crystion jewels
-New sleeping huts
-Gun polish
-More snacks
While most people found her smile dazzling and charming, Kaden found it highly annoying. "Please and thank you," he recalled her saying upon giving him the note.
Like he could refuse. The last time he ditched chores to train, he was left to hang upside down over a chasm for six hours. He had to fight off giant vultures for two of them. Iris was ruthless, but it was thanks to her ruthlessness that he had morphed quickly into a warrior.
He had known the woman all his life. Though he couldn't remember his childhood, Kaden knew this woman was not his mother. He couldn't remember his mother or father and thus thought of Iris as a parental figure. Iris practically raised him. She was the one who'd given him his blade and sheath. He wondered if he came from the Nadire branch but he was afraid of the answer.
Those where just two reasons why he never bothered to run for it.
Another was not wanting to leave Aya with that psychopath. She was his best friend, and they knew each other's strengths and weaknesses, ins, and outs like the back of their hand. They faced many hardships together and their teamwork was nearly perfect.
Which was why Kaden was aggravated that Iris gave him chores instead of sending him to give Aya support. The knight didn't like the idea of sending Aya out on a mission with a bunch of greenhorns.
She was a skillful tactician, like most of Felicity's bloodline. It was amazing what she could do. She'd led him many times, so Kaden knew full well his friend was more than capable. If he had felt differently then he would never have followed her across the harsh desert of Zracs-34 to face a darkling horde.
Aya leading a mission wasn't the problem. Kaden's worry came from not knowing if the team she was leading was competent. If his friend was unsure of her team then he feared she would become unsure of her own abilities. Kaden had never bested her in sparring matches but that didn't ease his mind of worry.
"Dammit, Iris." Kaden hissed as he started towards the center of the capital.
Sometime later, Kaden found himself in the heart of the capital of Vyrmm. The buildings here were just as beautiful as the ones back home, reaching high into the sky and made of a colorful steel-like material that most buildings in each capital where made of.
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Knights of Lore
FantasySeven hundred years ago they came and almost wiped humanity out of existence. Now they've returned to finish what they started all those years ago. The extermination of mankind. ***** --- As the last of her branch it is Kariah...
