Ch-11 The one with the regret

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I don't know if I would be alive when you will be reading this. I am pretty sure that I am going to die. I mean I am on a freaking horse!

Now here's the thing, apparently Zion is too much of a celebrity in this region so going in his carriage would draw too much unwanted attention which will be disruptive for our "plan".

So here I am at the break of dawn, half asleep on a horse who doesn't seem to like me very much, waiting for Lord Weatherby to show up in his i-am-a-poor-peasant disguise.

He at last shows up wearing a straw hat, ah that is the disguise, creative right?

He is already mounted on the horse, and boy, he has a tame snow white horse that could easily be a Pegasus meanwhile I am seated on a wild chocolate colored horse that Alex brought for me and also helped me to get up on it.

I am clutching the reins of the horse with all my life force as it starts moving behind Zion's horse.

"God save me!", I keep on yelling but Zion does not respond.

After a while when I finally think that maybe I am safe and horse riding is not that tough, I yell at Zion who has been ignoring me the entire time and seems to be sulking.

"Why would you do it? No seriously what is your problem. I am peacefully sleeping in that bed when Alex knocks my door down and that too on your order. Because you want me on a horse. Have you like ever stopped to think about the people you put in such situations? Like, for example maybe I don't know how to ride a horse?"

He merely looks at me with dreary eyes and says, "Sorry"

"You okay?", I ask concerned.

"My mother, she just quarrels a lot. She did not care of my departure a lot but of the fact that I was going to taint her reputation by doing something imprudent but then again, I think the fact that I did not tell her of the purpose of this journey enraged her too.", he replies.

"You could have just made up some random excuse, you know. You could have just asked me. I am actually good at it. Like I have an entire list of them.", I say thoughtfully.

"You mean to say that I should have lied to my mother", he says in an astonished voice.

"Uh yeah.", I shrug.

"That is very immoral thing to do and I am a gentleman ", he says. Now our horses were next to each other.

"Idiot", I mutter under my breath before adding, "it is not that big a deal"

He just shook his head disapprovingly.

"Anyways so how are we going to find out about this scientist of yours?", I asked.

"I have mapped the locations where he has been spotted in the past two years. We will travel through these points and search these places for the clues and ask the people if anyone is in contact with Henry.", he said.

"Henry, you say?", I ask intrigued. Zion seemed to be very familiar with this scientist and had been tracking him for a while, way before I arrived here.

"Yes, Henry." He replies with a raised eyebrow.

"You seem to be very familiar with him", I ask.

"Yes, I was very close to him. I was the one who assisted him in this experiment. And I regret it dearly.", he says with a strange expression on his face in a hard unrelenting voice.

I wanted to ask him about this regret of his but decide against it, seeing how troubled he seemed.

"So you are a scientist yourself?", I asked yet again in a light playful tone, trying to cheer him up.

This made him chuckle a little.

"I would like to fancy that my lady, but the reality is that I was more of an observer who provided Henry with materials he required and did some rough mechanical work that displeased my father a lot.", he replies.

"Troubles of rich kids, eh?", I said, "Annoying father, angry mothers, troublesome siblings". I ended with a dramatic sigh only for it to be a meager waste of my energy as Zion was looking over me with blank face. Ugh... I really need to teach him some twenty first century stuff.

"So where exactly did you guys experiment?", I ask.

"Uh... the lake", he says rather awkwardly.

"You guys experimented in the lake? Underwater?", I ask surprised. Damn, these guys were advanced for their time and yet they did not think of generating electricity.

"No, no not in the lake. Uh... let us just say that there was no lake before we experimented.", he says sheepishly with red tinted cheeks. Aww... he is blushing.

"What?!?!", I say with my mouth agape. Wow, that lake, that lake is a crater.

"You both messed up big time, didn't you? Damn that is a big hole you created." , I say rhetorically after recovering from the initial shock of this discovery.

"Big time?", he asks

"Ugh... you really need to catch up on the slang dude. Stop being a slow poke", I say exasperated. I mean my sense of humor rarely ever acts up and whenever it does, this guy never understands it. Such waste of humor cannot be tolerated.

He was still looking at me with a quizzical look, I knew what was coming.

"Dude?", he asked at once. I knew it see. I guess this was mine and Zion's relationship's dynamic.

I breathe in slowly and say in a tranquil voice, " Okay, let us get started here Zion. Now I am going to help you out with vocab since your vocab lacks some serious components like Dude. Now Dude means a bloke which basically is a cool guy who may be but not necessarily be ripped. We use the term Dude when we are exasperated with the said Dude and want him to pay attention to whatever non-sense we are uttering. Now repeat after me D-U-D-E, Dude."

We went on just like that with me giving a 101 millennial slang for eighteenth century idiots. This continued till we spotted the first sign of civilization- a rustic small village.

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Hey, 

Thanks for reading till this far and sorry for this slightly crappy update. 

I have been procrastinating for a while so like after all the breaks writing tends to get a bit  rusty. 

There might be some errors so feel free to point them out. 

Bye. 

p.s. I know I might be kinda lacking in the creativity department so sorry for that

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