Put back together

2. Galaxybrain

The King sat on a pillow covered bench, clad in elegant fabrics, Patton couldn't even dream of being able to afford. He was an old man, wrinkles telling a long story on his pale face. Thin, white hair was covered by a golden crown.
But as old as he was his eyes held an intensity that made Patton want to hide from their gaze.

There was another person in the room aswell. A young man, significantly taller than Patton. His eyes held a similar intensity as the kings and his red hair was pulled back into a short pony tail. Patton recognized him as the eldest prince. Roman, if he wasn't confusing them again.

"What is your name?", the King asked after a moment of awkward silence.

"My-? Patton. Patton Baker, your majesty." he stuttered out and mentaly cursed himself for the way he had stumbled over the words. Way to make a first impression.

"What is all of this about, Father?" the Prince spoke up. He had a deep frown on his handsome face and Patton could see confusion in his moss green eyes. Probably-Roman had crossed his arms eyeing Patton like he was a pink elephant, in the middle of a family portrait, dancing on the mothers head while the child in her lap locks like it's taking a shit. To be fair Patton kinda felt like one. Maybe a blue elephant though.

"The gods have decided to send us a message. A prophecy", the King said dramaticaly. "Remy informed me of it earlier today."

"I galaxy brained that bitch", someone chuckled behind Patton, making him flinch. He turned to see the sorcerer who had left the room just moments before. Now he was holding a cup and leaning against the wall next to the door. So that was Remy.
Patton tried to make sense of what he had just said. 'Galaxy brained'?
Maybe that's what Mama meant when she said that mages tend to go insane...
Judging by their expressions the royalties didn't understand the statement either.
Remy took a sip of his drink completly oblivious to the looks he was getting.

"As I was saying...", the King continued, trying to recover from the interruption. "Something is going to happen- Something bad. According to the prophecy the only way to save our Kingdom is with the help of one of the ancient artifacts, the gods bestowed upon us centuries ago."

If Patton was honest, he had no idea what the man was talking about. He wasn't sure wether he was allowed to ask questions though. Or why he was even here. This sounded more like something the bravest knights were send out to take care of. Not a task for a chubby baker who almost started to cry when he accidently stepped on an ant. This had to be a misunderstanding.

Probably-Roman seemed to share his opinion: "If this is about the fate of Sallerow why is he here?!"
The way he said 'he' was slightly hurtful but Patton decided to ignore that fact for the moment.

"Because he needs to help save us all. Try to keep up, honey", Remy said sounding almost annoyed, as if he had already said it at least ten times.

"And how am I supposed to do that?", Patton heared himself ask. He was a little proud that he had managed not to stutter this time even if his voice still sounded a little shaky.

"You think I know freaking everything? Well I hate to dissapoint but I don't, sweetie. I just know that you are important. Maybe you stumble over a piece on accident. I don't freaking know!"

"Piece?", Probably-Roman asked.

"The ancient artifacts are said to have been broken into pieces over the centuries", the King spoke hurriedly and Patton realized that he was afraid Remy might try to explain.

"Exactly. So you two are gunna have to look every-freaking-where. Maybe you'll find some of my fucks on the way. Been looking for them eversince the last one disappeared over the horizont", Remy grinned as if he had made a joke but again nobody knew what he was talking about. Maybe that was what he found so amusing.

"You should go and get ready for a long journey", the King said gesturing towards the door. "And, Roman, I want to speak to you for a moment."

Remy opened the door and held it open for Patton who gave the taller man a grateful smile as he passed him. Strolling back towards the kitchen he allowed his mind to wander.
For one Probably-Roman had turned out to actually be Roman. A small victory in the disaster the audience had been.
Patton had always thought he knew quite a lot about Legends and storys yet he had hardly understood anything. His head felt like it was swimming.
He glaced out of the window and froze. It was already dark out. He tried to figure out how that made sense but all he got was a headache. It had been early in the afternoon when Gloria had called him. How could it already be evening?

He made his way towards the kitchen only to find the door locked. What? Gilbert usually locked the door after everything was cleaned up after dinner. That was, when everything went well late at night. It couldn't be that late already. It didn't make sense.
Patton found his coat on the floor next to the door as he began to look around, together with a note.

I hope you aren't in trouble, kid. You were gone for quite a while. I saved some bread for you.

Gilbert

Patton couldn't help but smile at that. Gilbert was a giant of a man and managed to scare armed man by simply glaring at them, but once you got to know him he was very nice.
He unwrapped his coat and hungrily bit into one of the bread slices that fell out. He hadn't even noticed the pang of hunger up until now.

A cold breeze made him shiver and he pulled the thick fabric around himself.
His foot steps echoed loudly as he walked towards the nearest exit.
The door leading outside stood open which was weird considering how late it seemed to be.
Patton slowed his pace. Everything was silent and he couldn't see anyone. Maybe a guard had simply forgotten to close it.
Yeah, that had to be it. He tried to ignore the feeling of dread in his stomach and hurried to get home.

Nothing happened on the entire way, still he felt as if someone was watching him. There was a reason Mama had taught him to stay away from magic.

Magic was complicated. It didn't follow any rules and could destroy anything. Those who dared to use it went insane or fell into darkness.
Magic was dangerous.

Alright, second chapter! Feel free to comment any questions or roast me for spelling/grammar mistakes.
I will try to update often but with school starting again I have no idea if I'll be able to.

Have a nice (gay) day!