Talia

Chapter 6

Chapter 6

We end up in the city's highlight. I search the place for more danger, but all I see are women and children, playing together. I also see some guys wearing the same robe as Banan, but in different colors. The thing holding Banans cloak together is a single and simple round silver brooch. I already know that this symbol is the symbol of Olivia. Odel, my birthplace, or were I was raised, has the symbol of a square. But the only people allowed to wear them with pride are our soldiers. I never thought it would be this easy to cross the border between Odel and Olivia. Now is my time. I open my mouth and scream. I scream until Banan shuts his fist on my mouth. It cannot be proved, but it felt like the earth was shaking. The guys in robes come for my rescue.

"Are you alright lady? Who are you?" They ask Banan. Banan simply points at his brooch and hands them a card he fetches from underneath his gown.

"Oh, we are terrible sorry Sir. Please, keep enjoying yourself in our city." They don't hesitate to get out of our sight.

"Who are you?" I ask. He watches me, probably overwhelmed that I actually spoke.

"Why did you scream like a little baby Dew?" He asks with an annoying voice. I push him.

"Ou!" He exclaim. "I prefer that you don't know who I am, I don't want to have more contact with you than necessary," he says polite.

"Your most likely a guard or soldier, one with a better position than others," I guess. He turns to look at me again. Correct.

"You are a good fighter, you're wearing the brooch of your country and the other soldiers seemed a bit scared of you," I add.

"Dew, you're flattering me." He kisses my hand. Without thinking I automatically slap him in the face.

"Uh.. you're quite the fighter yourself." He strokes his sore cheek. "Let's find a place to sleep."

We walk for about one hour until we find an inn.

It is gorgeous. As you walk in, mirrors follow you until the end of the hallway. The first room reminds me of one of my rich friend's houses. The brown tree floor does not make the room smell like mold like it usually does. This room smells like spring. Each wall is colored in red. A table and four chairs are made out of dark wood, and stands in the middle of the room. Against every wall there is at least one bookshelf, which contains a lot of books. Cute tea sets and many other objects are exhibited as decorations in other shelves. In addition they have adored with flowers everywhere.

There are only two doors left. I open the first. The only thing inside is a bathtub and a toilet. Most inns have outside lavatory, but now they have found a new and better way to settle this: A hole in the ground. I'm quite impressed by this.

In the last room there is a large bed. If you imagine the fattest guy you have ever met and triple him, the width is about that big. And if you imagine the highest guy you have ever seen, the bed is about that long. On each side of the bed there are small tables with stearin candles. And above the king sized bed there is a painting of a rose.

"Do you like it?" Banan asks optimistic.

"Yes, you must be rich. We actually have an inside bathroom," I say overjoyed. He drags a hand through his hair, and winks at me. His hair stays behind his ear for some seconds until it goes back to its rightful place, before his eyes.

"So. Where will you sleep?" I ask him.

"In the bed."

"Where will I sleep?" I ask.

"In the bed."

"No," I say. Banan responds with one of his famous smiles. He starts to bite his nails.

"No!" I repeat. He looks up and comes closer to my face.

"Dew? Honey?" He is irritated. "If I let you out of my sight, you will try to escape again. Besides, have you seen this bed? It's huge!" I don't reply. But my disagreeing stare is enough to trigger him. He searches for something in his robe. Banans actions are too fast for me to react. Before I manage to do anything I'm already tied to the bed.

"I didn't think I would have to use this."

"I will scream," I say with a voice I don't recognize. I make sure my expression doesn't change, still staring. I will not let him think I'm weak.

"Um.. why are you glaring at me? Would you please stop it?" Banan backs out of the room, but stops in the doorframe.

"Don't scream, you saw what happened last time. Is there something I can get you?" He asks.

"Yes," I say.

"What?" I mumble something. "What?" he asks again, leaning closer to me, holding one hand behind his ear.

"Freedom!" I shout. He jumps one step away from me.

"Something else?"

"Food and clothes." I stare angry at the ground.

"I'll be back in a minute." He hurries out. Now I can think in piece. These guys are strange. Why do both of them want to escort me to my brother so badly? My brother could have come to get me himself. If my brother is responsible for this I won't forgive him, nor stay with him. 'I will have a vacation soon.' A vacation? What was Linda talking about? I have to get home. I watch my arm. Mine and Banans injury vanished. Do I possess some kind of power? I look around the room. On a table close to the bed I can see a vase. Banan made sure to tie me up close to the bed. I try to reach the vase with my mouth, but it's too far away. I also try to untie the rope, but he has made a really weird knot. I notice something interesting; the bed is not attached to the wall like most are. Most inns make sure no furniture is loose because they fear burglars. Therefore even beds are secured. Who knows? Somebody could throw it out the window and take it with them if they're strong enough. I move against the vase, the bed follows me after a few tugs. I manage to push the vase of the table. It breaks. Parts of it separate to every corner of the room. I pick up one piece with my mouth.

This is not the first time I do something like this. A year ago, we went camping with our school. As entertainment we made a theatre show for our teachers. I got the role as the hero who should be captured. In order to play the role perfect, I practiced until I mastered the art of untying myself.

I let the piece of broken glass fall behind my back and into my hands. It is hard, but I free myself from the rope. Without me realizing it, Banan had locked the door out of here. He really doesn't trust me. I can kick the door down, but it will take too much time and make too much noise. There is a window across the bed. As I open the window, I hear a door closing. He is back.