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24 • RAEHERYS
THE BATTLE LASTED LITTLE LONG since Raeherys and Sevyh had made it in time to finish the hunters, claiming the bastion as their own for tonight. The ones who were alive they captured and locked up at the dungeons of the bastion—and the rest, who were dead, they piled up inside an empty chamber.
After stealing all the captives’ money, Sevyh ventured out ahead to scout if the path was clear towards the second bastion.
Meanwhile, Raeherys, Fetyr, and Estevan stayed inside to wait, all seated in front of the fireplace. The woods crackled. Raeherys stared blankly at the dancing flames, paying little attention to their ongoing discussion. But after a time, Estevan’s sudden call awoke him.
“You seem troubled, man,” said Estevan. “You okay?”
Raeherys shifted his blank gaze at Estevan. A look of distaste was all he could give to the chronicler before facing the fireplace again. “Carry on. I’m listening.”
“Okay, so since we’re talking about gods,” said
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A SUSPICIOUS GAZE WAS ALL she could give to Raeherys, wondering what he wanted to achieve by holding her hand. But if he ever planned to blow even a tiny spark of ember at her, she swore she would push him off the edge—if not, jump off herself—no second thoughts. When Raeherys asked her again, she pursed her lips, glanced at his hand upfront, and then returned her gaze towards his face. “I’m not stupid, beast,” she said. “I know what you’re trying to do.” Raeherys gave her a puzzled look, blinking his eyes—but when he realized what she’d meant, he sighed. “I’m not going to burn your hand, I promise.” “I don’t trust you.” “You don’t trust anyone.” “Then why are you still asking?” His golden eyes became serious, looking straight at her. “I’m not asking you to trust me. I’m only asking you to hold my hand for a second.” Her eyes fell to his hand once again. Nervous. She had never held a guy’s hand for so long. The last tim
A Symphony of Frost and Flame 26 • RAEHERYS
THUNDER FLASHED AND RUMBLED deep through the clouds of dusk. Rain was coming. But Raeherys could feel it … something else was different in the storm approaching. War … blood … fire. It would all happen soon—at the coming of the Phoenix Comet. Raeherys glanced at Fetyr, whose troubled face had revealed the Lawdra had the same feeling. They had to make it through these next two bastions as soon as possible for them to reach Sunvar and obtain the orb. It was all he needed to claim the war, end the conflict, and protect his realm. A few hours after they had left the first bastion, Sevyh took Raeherys and Fetyr back into reminding them about their foolish behaviors. The sellsword scolded them with a tone of exasperation, showing the bruises and cuts on his skin, traces of blood and dirt all over his garment. He must have gone through worse than what Raeherys had thought. “I will never do it next time. I swear I’ll be more mindful of my actions,” said Raeherys.
A Symphony of Frost and Flame 27 • LARICE
LARICE HAD NO IDEA why she was smiling, as it had been a very long time. A smile was like her mask she had long lost ever since she had been a child. It brightened up her dark world in just a slight, as to how a tiny candle burned amidst the darkest winter night. Countless blinking stars fell closer as if she could already reach out to catch one. It was more than she could’ve ever dreamed of. It reminded her of the time when she’s still in Sunvar City. Once every fortnight, the five of them; Faran, her three children, and Larice … had always played and joked and gossiped, lying on a blanket upon the roof of the inn while gazing at the stars. The sweet memory made her smile, but then she frowned after recalling the incident she had caused. “What’s wrong?” Raeherys asked when he seemed to notice the change in her expression. “Nothing,” she said. “I just remembered something …” she trailed off, then she shook her head, “Forget it. Not that it matters now, anyway
A Symphony of Frost and Flame 28 • RAEHERYS
A LONG, REGRETFUL SILENCE lingered on the dead chamber, like a forest night without chirping crickets, or an ocean without waves, or a chest without heartbeats. Everything was as quiet as a windless night. Perhaps his ears had gotten deaf. Perhaps his breathing had stopped. Perhaps his heart had become stone. Raeherys Alagor had never known fear more than he had ever had before. Eventually, Larice rose to her feet, a mixed look of shock and confusion painted in her darkened face. “The … third bastion,” she said when she found her voice, “That’s where they must be heading now … If they make it to Shavath, it’ll all be over. We have to go after them.” “I can’t, Larice,” replied Raeherys, his voice trembling, “I can’t go.” “For god’s sake, can you just … not act stupid this time?” she said. “Our friends are in danger!” Raeherys’ vision blurred as tears suddenly flooded his eyes. “I can’t go,” he repeated distractedly, eyes dazed unto the floor. “Fetyr is
A Symphony of Frost and Flame 29 • LARICE
The wind smelled of terror and threat. As Larice and Raeherys sped up, she could feel her heart striking faster and faster against her chest. The third bastion was only a few minutes away, and she suspected that there would be more hunters, including Grand Hunter Lorath, waiting for them. But then she thought; they couldn’t just storm the bastion head-on with no plans. So she tried to think of the best way to pull this off.“You’re joking,” Raeherys said after hearing out her plan.“Do I look like I’m joking?” she replied. “I’m well aware of Grand Lorath’s sword style. I’ve seen him fight in a tournament before in Shavath.”He looked at her with worry. “But your arm …”“I can still move it a bit,” Larice said, though the pain would severe, she had to endure. “I can hold him off while you go and save them. The problem now is t
A Symphony of Frost and Flame 30 • RAEHERYS
The clash went on—blades traveled and struck faster than any eyes could see. Raeherys had no knowledge about the rules in this human match, but he knew that their levels of power were far from each other. Larice was at a huge disadvantage. She already had wounds on her arms, shoulders, and cheeks. Her garment turned all dirty and bloody as she kept on stumbling back to the ground. She’s suffering, he thought, and he only stood like a statue, watching, and doing nothing.What else could he do?The idea of transforming came to his mind once again.No.He couldn’t go into his Primal Form. Larice would find out about his identity. But as he gazed up ahead, he saw Fetyr, locked up with that red leash on his neck. That must’ve been the weapon that Estevan mentioned before … the weapon that they used to capture dragons. It seemed to hurt the Lawdra from the look on his face. He’s suffering.All o
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A Symphony of Frost and Flame 32 • RAEHERYS
Darkness. That’s all what Raeherys could see. He didn’t know if he had gone blind, or it was only his world that turned completely dark. He couldn’t even tell the difference if his eyes were opened or closed. His body throbbed, muscles screaming in the ache. The irritating pain from the red collar on his neck had no more effect on him … He grew used to it … He had felt so much worse than that.Raeherys was broken. His heart was broken. He couldn’t stop thinking about her … and what she did to him again and again and again. He wanted to cry, but no more tears came out. For how many times he tried to remind himself that Larice was only a human, that he shouldn’t be so affected like this—but why was it so painful? Why did it damage him this much? He pictured out that moment when they were above the skies … they could feel their hearts beating against each other’s chest … that mome
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