The Lost Artifact of Sira

Chapter 28 - Faeries' Home

Orion and Lyra fall arms first upon a hard wood floor. Their eyes adjust from that vibrant light to the warm fire that ignites to dark room around them.
The fairy walks in hard steps, grumbling to herself. She clangs many items to her side, items flying above their heads and all around them. Her arms are still drawn with golden Runes.
"Are y'all back yet, you ungrateful elves?" Her voice was strung with a thick accent.
"Back, yet?" Orion groaned as he got back up slowly. Lyra was back on her feet in a quick motion, possibly the remedy's doing. She helps him up.
As she turns back to meet Fae's gaze, she raises an eyebrow with her arms crossed over her chest. "Hmm."
"What are doing with her, Orion?" She continues to flick her fingers towards objects that levitate and do things in the air. Lyra watches in amazement. It's not that she hasn't seen magic before, Eden's was perfect yet.. Fae's flowed more smoothly, elegant.
"You have many questions Fae. Do you not trust me anymore?" Orion dusted himself off and watched Fae opposed to the objects like Lyra.
Fae turned once more and gave him the "eye". The eye your mother would give if you back talked her.
Orion gulped.
"Your actions with Lyra, or so I saw," Fae now focused on the objects. They had been making food for her. Orion and Lyra looked to one another for a split second, had they been caught from last night? A blush edged on their cheeks.
"Your hand over her mouth seemed almost sinister of you, Orion. Are those rumors true? That you kidnapped Princess Maria?" More questions expelled from Fae. This slightly peeved off Orion. Lyra was thankful Fae hadn't caught them last night.
Orion didn't say anything. Fae huffed and sighed. "These questions are just for the better. I mean no harm to you Orion, and?" Fae finally acknowledges Lyra's presence. She caught Lyra lost in thought.
"Oh- uh - Lyra!" Lyra stammered nervously, her cheeks a full blush. Whatever she had been thinking about, hadn't of been good.
Fae gave a weak smile, yet friendly. It was inviting. Her warm home with the old wooden walls.
"Where are we, Fae?" Orion asked. Fae furrowed her brows and whisked the floating food into the fire to bake.
"Oh, so you must ask questions but I can not?!" Fae raised her voice irritably.
"Necessary questions! Those you ask can come later." Orion didn't like to argue with her.
Fae grumbled once more and moved her hand upward towards a door on the other side of the wooden room.
Two large fluffy dogs came running in.
Lyra draws back and holds herself in fear. Orion about moves but finds himself slightly hesitant towards moving as well. Their fear of dogs wasn't meant to be formed. It was those artifact dogs that ruined the enjoyment of dogs in general. They forget their friendly nature.
"Doyle, Bugger, she needs comfort." Fae points towards Lyra. Her finger tip lights up slightly before both of the dogs come running towards Lyra.
Lyra stumbles back and onto her butt with fear. The dogs run over with hair in their eyes, a warmth came with them.
Lyra breathes uneasily as they start to rub themselves against her and lie upon her. Golden runes lie beneath their fur.
Lyra strangely starts to breathe easily once more.
"Your magic. It's gotten stronger, right?" Orion asked Fae as he watched a smile break on Lyra's face. He also breathed smoothly now that the tension is gone.
"Yes." Fae's runes flashed as she turned away. She's become mysterious to Orion. When did she get those runes?
"Your witch friend, WHO I HELPED!" Fae yelled abruptly, tuning Lyra away from the warmth making them both slightly jump.
"Sent you both here, late, May I add," Fae kept babbling about her frustration. It was slightly hard to follow her through it all.
"To help you get back on your feet." She concluded her rant, they thought.
"As soon as you see that damn witch one mor' time!-"

"Eden isn't doing so good." Orion barged her finalization of a rant. She lowered her temper. And paused

"No. I helped her, I gave her the remedies to help-"

"We came across Prince Luka. That's what delayed our visit to you, Fae. Forgive Eden." Orion felt sincere concern for Eden. She hasn't been in the best of shape, Lyra perks slightly at their conversation. What happened whenever she was unconscious? She delayed her questions and keeps her focus on Orion's body language around Fae. She's aware of her name and who she knew her as ; The doctor they sought out within Southernörd and brought Eden back to regular health.
"I was planning to as soon as you said she wasn't doing well." Fae shot back. "Eh!" She waved her hand. "I'll forgive all of you and your little.. travelers." Fae eyes Lyra for a second before moving to a large shaded window.