Children of the Gods : Trinity

Dragons

Toren knew that the dragon queen Daria, wouldn't be happy about today's visit.  His idea was sound he knew that, but she wouldn't like it.  He crossed the border into the dragon's mountain home, immediately feeling Daria's presence in his mind.  She raised her gaze to him as he grew closer.  Toren knew without a doubt she was unsure about his plan.  Her gaze looked, well angry.  He took a seat on a large rock next to her, waiting for what was to come.  "Are you mad? This is quite possibly the silliest plan I've ever heard."  Toren's answer was a loud humph, in her direction.  "You want us to help you play matchmaker to a couple of humans? All because of you and your sibling's neglect!" Daria told him crossly.  "Well, I have a somewhat better idea," she informed him.  "I don't think it would be wise to bring them here.  Our riders aren't fond of strangers.  I suggest we send one of our elders to them," she finished.  Toren looked at her curious as to her meaning.  "Argin, one of our elders, is the perfect solution.  His joints ache more and more each day.  If we send him to the healer, she will soon discover that she will need the alchemist's aid to help him..." she told him rather smugly.  Toren's face lit with understanding. "And, in return, he can teach them the ways of dragon healing and your history!" he said excitedly.  Daria smiled with a nod, knowing that Toren had accepted her plan.  Feeling superior, Daria began to walk toward Argin's cave, she only hoped they could convince him to travel to the healer for help.  

            Much to their surprise, the old dragon agreed to ask Maggie for help.  They all knew of the prophecy and he was happy to do his part.  Even if it meant traveling to a human for help.  He would never admit it, but Argin was happy to have someone new to teach of their ways.  He hadn't spoken to anyone outside the valley in many years.  He knew it would take him several days to make the journey.  He simply couldn't fly as far or as fast as he once did, and so would need to rest often.  He would begin his trip at sunrise the next day.  Not realizing the old dragon's excitement they thanked him and wished him well, leaving him to rest.  Argin smiled contentedly, he had found a purpose after all these years.

            The work at the cottage was progressing nicely.  She had gotten her bedchamber settled that first day, and now had made great progress downstairs.  The kitchens sparkled under her care and usually smelled of yummy treats.  She had managed to organize all the papers and books, which had been no small feat.  She had found recipes for potions and tinctures she had never heard of before.  Wondering if there was a bookbinder in the village she began the short walk.  She could use the break and a walk seemed like the best way.  The village was busy as usual, the gulls crying out loudly as the fishermen unloaded the days catch.  She noticed Zeva standing outside her shop.  Hopefully, she would know of someone who could help her.  

            Zeva waved as Maggie approached, "I was going to come to see you today.  I've finished your clothes and was going to deliver them," she said a happy smile on her face.  Maggie was ecstatic at the news.  She would be able to properly was the gown she was wearing and finally have something clean to wear.  Maggie asked about the bookbinder, "Well that would be Oren," Zeva said smiling broadly.  Maggie wondered if there was anything that Oren didn't do.  So thanking her friend, she said she would return for her clothes after seeing Oren and departed. Maggie couldn't help thinking that Oren was a very busy man.  He made soaps and other concoctions, he was a bookbinder, a scribe, and he was an accomplished alchemist.  She wondered if he ever took time to sleep.

              Opening the door to his shop, Maggie was met by a warm smile.  His demeanor had changed greatly since their first meeting.  She still couldn't quite figure out why but she definitely approved of the change.  He always seemed genuinely happy to see her now.  An older lady sat before the window, working on a basket she was weaving.  "Now things make more sense," Maggie said to the pair.  "What do you mean?" Oren asked confused.  "Well, I had been wondering how on Earth you managed to make all these things on your own," she said with a soft laugh.  "But now I see that you have help,"  Oren's laugh joined her own. "This is my friend and mentor Lexis she helps me run the shop,"  Lexis stood to stand before her, "So you're the new healer. Let's have a look at you then," she said walking a circle around Maggie.  The woman stopped before her once more, looking deep into her eyes.  Apparently liking what she saw, she turned to Oren, "Yes she will do nicely," she told him returning to her seat.  Maggie shared a questioning look with Oren, a shrug of his shoulders and a shake of his head her only response.