Chapter 9 Part 6

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Ryan stretched forward but remained in his seat.

"What now?" Sir Keith was beside his wife and son.

"We wait. Those who were not consumed by the Moon's energy will wake and become like us but the others..." Ryan drifted into silence, letting his uncle guess the rest of his words.

Sir Keith swallowed in complete understanding.

"Aunt Thea is a fighter, uncle and so is Dan. They both willnae let the Moon consume them, trust me. Ryan assured his uncle who nodded grimly. But I think twill be best if we take them up into their respective chambers or rooms."

"That will do." Sir Keith was already carrying his wife and heading for the doors. "Open the doors, lad." He half turned to Ryan. The latter swiftly unbolted the doors. "Impressive," he murmured as he walked out then halted. "Wait, I dinnae see our Lwanna here or is she...?"

Ryan shrugged. "She's very much alive but not around at the moment." He replied tightly and Sir Keith frowned but walked out without uttering a word.

By the time it was dawn, not a single body was left in the hall; each had been tucked in their respective beds.

"Now let's do something about those ye've compelled to sleep." Sir Keith brushed dust from his clothing as he spoke.

"I've already taken care of that." Ryan dismissed but followed his uncle outside.

"Wow! Sir Keith halted and Ryan bumped into him. Ye brought all those indoors; within the main building and in cottages around outside?"

Ryan shrugged. "I cannae precisely recall what I did." He moved amongst the bodies, whispering something to them. Immediately, they began to stir, moaning softly and others loudly.

"Is that all part of compelling?"

"Perchance but I touched this necklace all the while. Ryan pointed at the necklace round his neck. I think it did the magic although I did compel them."
"Now listen to what they'll be saying among themselves." He folded his arms, nodding at the men, women and children already on their feet and wiping dust or blood off of their bodies.

Some stretched, cried slowly in pain and others re-arranged their clothing.

"My Prince, the curly blond haired boy was coming towards them, smiling. Everyone is up now although some... I think did not make it, sire."

"It's alright." Ryan smiled at the boy. "You are Henry?" The boy nodded. "You see Henry, we should be happy the boars did not get us too but we'll properly see the departed off. Go on now; I think you're being called." He was nodding in the direction of an elderly woman who was gaping curiously at them.
"What's funny?" Ryan had turned to Sir Keith who was muffling laughter.

"Just listen."

"I already ken what they're saying." Ryan grinned as they gazed upon the suddenly bustling life around them; people stood in groups talking about the attack of boars.

Author's Note 👆
Is it true that people especially, men boast with little to no truth in it?


°xoxo,
Yaa Fosua

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