Arthur hesitantly nods, his blond waves bouncing against his head. I grin and slide my hands down to his shoulders and pull him in for a hug. He cautiously wraps his arms around my waist and squeezes me firmly.
"Don't do anything stupid," I say, my mouth muffled by his shoulder and he lets out a breath of laughter.
"I was going to say the same to you," he pulls away, his green eyes beaming into mine. I chuckle and he shakes his head. "I am serious, Belle," his faces sharpens and I slowly nod, feeling my smile being wiped from my face. I slowly stand up from the bed, still staring down at him.
"Come visit again soon, alright?" he whispers and I nod my head frantically. I turn away from him towards the door and walk out, sliding my helmet back onto my head. I pass through the kitchen and open the front door.
I spot Enyo with two horses tied to the post next to her. She stared at me intently with her arms crossed. I walk to her swiftly and hug her tightly.
"Thank you so much," I sigh in relief as she hesitantly squeezes back.
"You are free to leave if you would like..." Enyo gently pushes me out of her grip and turns to the horses. Dark Guild?... or Arthur... I can get both probably.
"I am not leaving, I thought I already told you this twice already..." I say sternly and she sighs, not looking away from the horses. I'm not going to ask her where she got them...
"And this is what you want?" Enyo says quietly.
"Yes. Is it alright if I go to my hometown and grab a couple of books?" Enyo turns to me and nods. She starts stepping towards me.
"Anything for second-in-command," She grins at me and holds out her hand. I grab it and shake it firmly.
"I like the sound of that," I smirk. Enyo pulls away, throwing herself onto the brown and white horse.
"In cursu, soror mea," She turns and speeds down the street. With speed, sister... The truth is, I wasn't going Athesda... I was off to Powes to speak with Ares. But if I was going to see him, he would think I was his sister and he would probably get upset... I turn back towards Arthur's house and grin, remembering the black leather armor he had once bought me.
I jog inside quickly and burst into his bedroom. To my surprise, he was standing in front of his nightstand without a shirt on. Arthur quickly turns around and laughs when he sees me.
"Don't you ever knock?" he smiles and I stop in my tracks, not moving. I felt my face burn red, but luckily I was wearing a helmet.
"I need to change into my leather armor," I say nervously and he laughs again. He turns away from me and walks over to a chest in the corner and pulls the lid up. The wood creaks loudly. Arthur holds up the black leather armor for me. I walk up to him hesitantly and grab it. I quickly turn and walk out without saying another word. It's not that I didn't like what I saw, I most certainly did... It's what I was thinking that was the problem.
I shook my head, clearing the thoughts from my mind as I stepped into his kitchen. I sat at the table and pulled off my helmet slowly. I drop it on the table with a loud clunk and hold the leather up against my face and sigh deeply. The familiar scent of new leather filled my lungs and I smiled.
I place it on the table next to me and unstrap my gauntlets before pulling them off harshly. I slowly take off the rest of the iron armor before sitting on the ground. It felt great to breathe in fresh air instead of the musty, hot air of the helmet. I pull off my shirt and swiftly dress into the top. It was really tight, I could barely move my arms... My muscles must have grown from the training. I slide off my pants before attempting to pull on the leather pants. Why was it not sliding on like it had before? I grunt as I pull at the armor piece with all my might. Had my legs gotten thicker? Jesus Christ, tugging water around does build up muscle apparently. I pull harder, groaning in anger. I lose my balance and fall back into the chair.
"Shit!" I yell, slamming my palm onto the arm of the chair in rage. I glare down at the pants, barely up to my knees. I stand up quickly and start pulling again. "Argh!" I grunt as the pants go up another inch. What the hell...
"Uh Belle, what the hell are you doing?" I turn quickly to see Arthur standing in the doorway. I must have turned too fast... Because I fell backwards on the ground, unable to bend my legs.
"I think I need new armor..." I pant, out of breath from the failed attempts. There was an awkward moment of silence as Arthur pulled me to my feet before turning his back to me.
"Sounds like another hole in my pocket," he chuckles as I slide my other pants back on.
"I have money." I say plainly. I wasn't planning on telling him where I got it... But I have money. I grab his arm after picking up my sword and money bag before tugging him out the door without another word.
The sun was finally making its way up to the horizon by the time we made it to the blacksmith. That old pervert was just arriving as we walked up. I pointed at the man, releasing Arthur's arm.
"You." I say stiffly, clearing my throat as I approached him. He wipes his hands on his apron before adjusting his glasses up towards his eyes.
"Well-Well... What do you need, girl?" He grins, stopping in front of me.
"I need to be remeasured. After that, you are to make me the best armor you have ever put your hands on... Do you understand me?" I say firmly.
"How about a please?" He teases, but my eyes narrow into a glare. The old man clears his throat, looking away quickly. "Let's get started..." he mumbles. The man pulls out a tape measurer from his apron and hesitantly measures me. Each place he measured, he wrote it down on a small paper. Once her was finished, he quickly dropped it back into his pocket.
"What style?" The blacksmiths stares down at the measurements. Hmmm... I cold get another set of leather... Or I could get something plated.
"Any white iron?" I ask, glancing over at Arthur across the road looking at a sword. The man hesitantly nods.
"It's expensive, bu-" he starts but his eyes meet my glare and he looks back down at the paper.
"I want the only skin to be seen are here... and here." I trace out each side of my hip up to my upper stomach. "I want my mouth to show... No one will see my eyes." I cover my eyes with my palm and smile real big. I slide my hand away to see the man staring at me with fright. My smile disappeared as I took a step towards him. "Quickly, I have somewhere to be," he quickly nods and turns away from me. I grin as he speeds away to his forge. I look up at Arthur who was walking back towards me with a weird look.
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The Forgotten
Pertualangan" Might I bother you for directions?" I ask as I place the book in my bag. I felt a strong tension between him and I. " Where are you looking for?" He asks, shifting his weight. The armor has to be uncomfortable. " Anywhere but my town, Athesda, ple...
