“You have?” Vallas's eyes widened. It has been long since he was surprised, he honestly thought Master Rodas will not be able to see the father of Penn. He did not know anybody who could hide his trail as good as the supposed father and based on the intelligence of his daughter, he had already given up hope that the real identity of Penn family would never be found, even by a great trackman.“Yes sire.” Master Rodas bowed.“Good, come in and tell me everything.” Vallas ordered then they both went into his quarters and the small room besides his bedroom where they could sit, after settling into the chairs Vallas turned fully to master Rodas who was still rubbing out the stiffness from his muscles as he did not even go to refresh or rest first since he found out instead he started his homewards journey.“His name is Basil.” Rodas started as horror dawned on Vallas's face at the name. &
Basil was tired as he headed home from his farm, he and his wife might have good crops and goods now since Dinos' attention had turned from them but they would prefer having nothing to eat if it means that their daughter was to remain with them. When Penelope had first gone missing, they had done everything they could to search for her but Basil sighed, he wished he had knew better while she was younger so he would not have taught her how to hide her tracks but the girl was good, she took after him in most aspects so strongly that he forgot she was not a boy and raised her like one and now, he keeps hoping and praying that his teachings might be enough to save her and help her survive wherever she was.Basil stopped his donkey as he readied himself for fighting as the pathway ahead of him rustled with movement. “You have until the countdown of ten before I attack, I will not be responsible for the state you see yourself after I am done with you.” Basil
Penn sighed as Curtis rushed into the cellar for another resistance meeting, this one was for a few he was lucky to be included in it and which he still manages to be late for even though there was no excuse to pardon his lateness.“You are late.” Rima stated.“I am sorry, I am trying to adjust.” Curtis returned, pleading by joining his two palms together. “I know that it has been more than a week but I am still finding it difficult to adjust to the resistance timetable.”“I wish you could adjust it as quickly as you adjusted your character.” Stanley mummers as Curtis smiled consciously in a sheepish way. What everybody in the room did not know was that he sneaked out of the camp last night to report to the queen who sent someone to the town so that Curtis will have someone close by to report to in case of any instant changes because he had discovered that Penn was the kind of person who always ch
The capital was alive at night and the resistance was just as alive and active as the capital was. While the capital was streaming with festivities and laughing children playing on the streets and eating candies, Penn looked around from her perch in the Prime Minister’s house, these children had everything handed to them in their lives, they were happy because they have not witness the horrors which belong to the real world yet, the horrors which their parents created and in turn will teach them to create when they get older. Penn was not happy with those thoughts because they were true.“So here is where you are hiding.” Rima’s voice announced her presence before the door slammed shut.Penn looked down where she was clearly visible to those who were celebrating in the streets then raised an eyebrow at Rima. “You and I have different definitions of hiding.” Penn muttered drily as Rima approached him rolling her eyes at Pe
Penn's face was fixed in an impassive mask and he followed Curtis to where Cain was waiting for her, her heart was beating loudly in her chest as she was thankful that she wore her usual free clothing and that there was no injury on her because of yesterday’s alterations.“Why is the Prime minister here?” Penn wondered out loud while Curtis snorted.“Maybe to gloat or prove to us that he has found us out when he has not even had the slightest idea about what is really going on.” Curtis responded as Penn's mind came down a little bit.Resistance could cover their tracks with something closed to perfection, something which she had taught to them, she was certain that they took care of leaving any incriminate evidence behind, Curtis must have been right, Cain came here to gloat.And Penn was not in the mood to listen to that gloating.“Curtis, do me a favor. When you drop me off with Cain, I
“You are late.” The maid said to Curtis as Curtis gritted his teeth in anger. Maids ought not to talk to him like that but this was no ordinary maid, she was the queen special maid and spy and Curtis even sometimes think that she was more loved to the queen than her own daughter and this maid was just as cruel of the queen and was also wrapped in a pretty package too.“I had to get away after I was sure that they were drunk from celebrating. If they were not I would not have been able to leave.” Curtis returns as the maid glared at him.“The queen is upset with you, why did you not tell her that The Prime minister home was going to be attacked. She gave him many priceless things that was destroyed in that little farce the resistance put up, need I remind you what exactly is still keeping you alive.” The maid's nose was raised as she said her last piece as snottily as possible while Curtis fists clenched.
Prince Chandler had gone to the weaponry with the words of Penn still ringing in his head. Be careful of shadows, no matter how much he had tried to think about something else, the words kept ringing in his head.And he felt guilty.Penn's words were cutting but true. The soul of the innocents were all he could think of. That and the wickedness of the nobles. Their powers were being abused everywhere and this, he noticed because he was paying attention to the nitty-gritty details not the lofty things which the nobles wanted him to see on his journey.“My prince.” His manservant called out softly and his voice was followed by the usual soft taps on the carriage door. “Are you asleep?”Chandler smiled in amusement, if not for the fact that his mother will sink her claws into this one, he would have been tempted to keep him because he always manages to make Chandler smile. “If I am asleep, how cou
Chandler was happy and grinning so big that he did not know the source of his happiness, was it from the fact that it was his first time attending a trade fair and the sights were beautiful, so many places to buy things, it was just like a market but more colorful than usual.On the other hand, maybe he was happy because this was for the first time he was legitimately alone, with no guards on his trails or servants hurrying behind him. He was just like every other citizen, anonymous and unknown. Just one in the crowd.The coin with him was not enough to buy a lot of useless trinkets and he was not sure he needed one, he wanted to go to a place where his coin will be deeply appreciated and waste enough time there that by the time he was done, he could go back and get to his carriage.Yes, he needed to think but this was a very wrong place for him to be absentminded. And he does his thinking better when he was not worried about being ribbed