The Lupine Saga 11

Va’il collapsed in sleep before anyone else. After they had all decided that it was too dark for a second game of Go’tei ball, they had walked back to camp and ate. Va’il ate all he possibly could, then lay down in the tent that Kelin and Pete would also end up sleeping in. He stirred when the other boys came in, but instantly went back to sleep.

In the middle of the night, Va’il suddenly awoke. He was hot and cold at the same time, but he wasn’t ill. He felt like he should walk around, so he very quietly made his way out of the tent without stirring Kelin or Pete. Kelin happened to be on his side and smiling widely, probably dreaming of pig’s tails or lupus girls. Pete was solid and boring. He only moved a bit as he breathed, and was otherwise motionless.

Outside the air was colder than expected. The lake was to blame, but blame was the last thing Va’il wanted to give that lake at the moment. The moon was in the sky and reflected in the lake. The blue light being reflected in the blue water was a beautiful sight, and it made Va’il think of home. He had just said goodbye to Mai’ou a little while ago, and now here he was, alone and uncertain. He had stayed overnight at Pete’s house just a few times in the past, but that was nothing like the kind of separation this trip was creating.

He turned his head to look at his tail, and felt a bit sad that, for once, there would be no threats of it being bitten the next morning. As he was looking at his tail, something moved in the forest. Va’il instantly turned his entire body and looked closely as he saw a flash of white appear for only a second in the forest nearby. He strained his eyes and ears, but if there really had been anything there, it was gone now. He lost interest and instead walked towards the lake. Picking a spot a few meters away from the water’s edge, he sat down and looked up at the moon.

The sound of someone exiting their tent grabbed Va’il’s full attention. They were very quiet and didn’t disturb anyone who was sleeping. The entrance to the tent was in the shade of the moon, and the person exiting appeared to be darker skinned, so Va’il couldn’t make out who it was at first. Then the lionel took two steps from the exit towards Va’il. Yan scanned the area first, and then continued walking until he was close to Va’il.

“Oh, it’s just you.” Yan spoke as if he hadn’t noticed Va’il until now. Va’il wasn’t sure how to respond, so he nodded and continued to stare at the moon. Yan sat down a few feet away from Va’il and also looked at the moon. “Sendes is radiant tonight.”

“I hope it looks just as good there as it does here,” Va’il said while staring upwards.

“Do you mean home? Do you miss it already?” Yan had turned towards Va’il, who kept staring at Sendes.

“I haven’t been away like this before. I don’t know why, but thinking that I’ll be away for a while makes me sad,” Va’il said.

“I understand,” Yan said while nodding slowly, “because I’m away from home as well.”

“You’re older; does that make it easier to be away for a few extra days?”

“Yes and no.” Yan laughed once to himself, which confused Va’il even further as to the meaning of Yan’s words.

“That’s not right,” Va’il said.

“Yes, because once you’re older you want independence. No, because the older you get the more you realize that you need people to rely on. Even more so when you live separately from your family.”

“Live separately? Well, I’ve never met him in the first place, so I don’t think I need to be sad that I’m living separately from that man.” Va’il was referring to his absent father; however, that wasn’t what Yan meant.

“You have a situation, I see. I live in Rising alone. We lionel are very territorial. My family lives on its territory, and will never leave. I left,” Yan said. Va’il was shocked that Yan was telling him something so personal and astounding.

“Alone? Really? That’s amazing, but kind of sad too.”

“True on both, little Va’il. But I resolved to make the capitol my place, my territory, and the holder of my goals. Part of the way of life I plan to live involves a lot of self-sacrifice. So sacrificing my home will only strengthen me for the future.” Yan was really starting to sound like a kind of noble hero.

“Don’t you like your home though?”

“Of course,” Yan said emphatically, “there is nothing I love more! Every instinct I have tells me that I have to go back to the domain my clan lives on. But there is a part of me that screams insistently. It compels me to ask myself what I want, and then forces me to take action. It’s my head and heart in unison, fighting the only part of myself that I truly trust. I knew that I must let go in order to be happy, and that I have.”

“Wow. That’s amazing.” Va’il’s words made Yan laugh.

“You already said that, you know?” Yan smiled and poked fun at Va’il, who looked like he wanted to say the words again.

“Well it just is. Those are the best words I know for amazing things like that. I think things should be said directly.”

“That’s an interesting explanation.” Yan crossed his arms and nodded.

“Yan, what makes you want to be the priest of Rising?” Va’il thought about it for a moment, but he really had no idea what a priest was or what he did. He had never seen the priest before, and was too young to notice many of the things going on in the nation.

“People, all people,” Yan said with an extremely warm feeling. “I want to help everyone feel better about themselves and others. There is only one person who is charged with that in all the capitol, and that is the priest of the nation.”

“Okay, make people feel better. But how? What does he actually do?” Va’il still had no idea what the position involved. It took a minute for Yan to think before he could reply.

“First, the priest organizes meetings of the people on a regular basis. Once every few months a day is picked when many people in the nation gather, and the priest gives a speech to them, and then listens to their concerns. The speech is usually about how to be happier, and how to help others. It also is about the history of the world and how the past wars and misgivings between all peoples have shaped the world as it is now. The priest promotes unity of creatures on Fervi. That is one part of his role. The other is to find out what is in the hearts of the citizens, and relaying that to the royal court. Of course, that means he talks with the king about how the people feel about his decisions. The priest is one of the few members of the nobility that can speak frankly to the king in front of the court. Because the priest relays concerns and problems, he can also offer suggestions, or even rebuke the king without fearing retribution.” Yan paused to catch his breath.

“Can you slow down some? I think I get it. The priest tells the king what the people think of him, and is free to say it truthfully.” Va’il scratched his head thoughtfully.

“I’m sorry; I did get a little worked up. One more thing. The reason the priest is free to talk like that, and another special part of the position, is that the priest is the moral authority for the nation. A man of upright standing with others, maybe with one loving and exemplary wife and even a few children, and free from corruption and the desire for power is what the priest is. Honestly, even when I think of it, it seems like a challenge to be upright when so many desires exist. But my greatest desire is to please; therefore my natural desire to be honorable greatly advances me towards my goals.” Yan looked up at the moon and smiled. He had finished his lengthy explanation of what being the priest of a nation meant. He opted not to speak of what priests of other nations or species did, as it might get even more complicated. A priest communicates with the people, Yan thought. It occurred to him that that might have been a much better explanation for the young Va’il, who might not get all the nuances of the job.

“So my father definitely could not have been the priest,” Va’il said, but not in Yan’s direction.

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The Lupine Saga 10

Lake Tershi was much larger than Va’il expected. He had to climb one of the tallest trees in order to see the entire lake. Fervi had much larger lakes in the world, but being the first one Va’il had ever seen gave it a special meaning.

In the west, Va’il could see the giant structure known as Tuni, the flat mountain. It was so large and tall that if it had been in the east, it would cast a shadow over everything to the west of it until noon. It was grey and had four flat faces. It was called a mountain, but it was really a plateau. It was a rectangle of grey rock.

The forests surrounded most of the lake, and paths and cleared areas took up the rest. Even though Lake Tershi was popular, at this time the only people there were the students of Makeen. The first arrivals had already set up shelters and fire pits in one of the larger areas that had been cleared. Va’il’s group was one of the last to arrive, though no one seemed to mind.

“So this is Tershi,” Pete said. The group had just left the forest path a few minutes ago, and the clearing provided the first real view of the scene. Va’il had already climbed three trees, and was making his way down the last one. Harnes followed him from tree to tree, but she wouldn’t climb.

“Sensei, will we be able to catch some fish, at some point?” Rowlf asked. The bearan had come into his natural environment, and the sensation was exciting to him. Fresh fish was a thought that had crept into his mind and refused to leave. Not even a parfait could satisfy him now.

“Most definitely. Although, you don’t want to eat everything that can be found in Lake Tershi. Some of it might just bite you back,” Sensei said with grin. Rowlf laughed, and then walked over to a group of older bearans that also had the same ideas in mind.

“You had your head in a book the entire time? I’m surprised you didn’t get sick earlier,” Sensei said. Kelin looked like he had just swallowed a live frog. Kelin had read the entire journey, never once lifting his head up. His neck and back were aching, now that they had to move.

“It’s worth a little sickness. I finished the entire book. The series even; that was the last one. I’m happy. Excuse me for a while,” Kelin said. He started walking towards the woods, but was running by the time he entered them. Sensei chuckled a bit, and motioned for Hein to go after him. To make sure he’s safe, explained Sensei.

Va’il jumped from the lowest branch of the latest tree to the ground. Harnes was instantly standing beside him, but she was thankfully detached. He grabbed Pete and dragged him over to where the other kids had set everything up. A few were resting inside tents, a few were splashing around in the lake, and a group of older boys had started a fire. Kelin had appeared near the fire and was staring at it, mesmerized.

“He has a special love of fire,” Va’il told Harnes. She cocked her head to the side in wonder. She was wondering what could possibly be so fascinating about something you could never touch. “It’s because it’s always fire, no matter how small. It will always burn. Water becomes steam, wood becomes ash, wind disappears altogether, and metal melts. But fire always burns.” Harnes nodded at the explanation. She then walked off and into one of the tents, presumably to sleep.

“Va’il, you free now? Just that bird’s nature to be fickle.” Jo’se was holding a bundle of sticks.

“Yes. Are we going to get more wood?”

“Oh, no, this is enough. I wanted to see if you want to play a game.”

“Yes and yes!” Va’il’s silver eyes shined at the thought of a game. Jo’se smiled, and then dropped the sticks in a large pile already made near the fire. He went around to a few other boys, telling them about the game. Once enough people had been gathered, they all walked a little ways around the edge of the lake until the campsite was a couple hundred meters away.

Go’tei ball was a game involving teams, a ball, and a goal. There were two teams of seven. Four players would be offense, two defense. The last player was the scorer. The goal was a circle drawn on the ground that measured about four feet at its diameter. The ball was made of leather, filled with air, and round. It was large enough to be kicked, but small enough to be held, depending on one’s age.

Each team had five attacks per turn, and five turns each. A team could only score if it was their attack. Each attack could last no longer than two minutes. If they were tied at the end, then they would take another attack each until someone scored, which would make the scorers the automatic winner. If, at the two-hour mark, they were still tied, then each scorer would stand inside the circle of their own goal. They would then kick or throw the ball towards the other team’s goal. Whichever scorer landed closest to the other team’s goal would win the game.

In order to score, the attacking scorer must be stationary for a moment while in possession of the ball and inside the goal. No one but the scorer was permitted to enter the goal ring. The players are allowed to kick, hold, punch, and run with the ball, unless defending. The defending team can hold the ball for up to five seconds before releasing it. They must at that point try to throw the ball away from the offense, or the ball would be turned over. After the defending team has held the ball, they are not allowed to hold it again for ten seconds. However, hitting and kicking the ball with fists and feet were always permitted in almost all situations with either team.

Touching other players was only permitted based on what position they had. A scorer’s goal is to score, and so the only real rule restricting the scorer is how they must stop with the ball inside the ring to score. Also, they could only play while their team was on offense. Otherwise, they could always go after the ball in almost any means if it wasn’t in their team’s possession during an attack.

Violence was a penalty in all situations for all positions, and each penalty means the loss of an attack for the offending team. In Go’tei ball, a single penalty was enough to give the other team a completely overwhelming advantage. Accidents would not be a penalty if they were obviously accidental.

Attackers were permitted to engage attackers, but attackers were not allowed to engage the defenders. Attackers were allowed to impede the scorer by trying to take the ball away from them; however, an attacker could do nothing to a scorer that did not have the ball. No one was allowed to grab or be forceful with other players.

Attackers tried to get the ball from other attackers or from the scorer. Defenders blocked scorers that were not inside the goal. Defenders were limited in where they could move by a large circle that surrounded the goal. Because they were not allowed inside the goal itself, the area that the defenders could move in was really a thin ring. The other limitation was that the defenders were not allowed to cross paths with each other. That also meant that they could never be behind the other defender.

Va’il’s head was spinning at the long explanation of the rules. He had just been put in a team with a few older boys and Jo’se, and the boy who was going to serve as referee was explaining. Yan’s deep voice and natural dignity made him a perfect fit for referee, the boys decided. He secretly wanted to play much more than judge, but he was nonetheless proud to make sure that no one got hurt.

The fourteen boys made up the two teams. Va’il, Jo’se, and Rowlf were the three youngest, and all on the same team. Joining them were four older boys, two were two years older, and the other two were three years older. The other team was made up of four people two years older than Va’il, and the other three were three years older. Va’il and Jo’se were the only lupus and avian, respectively, and there was only one other bearan besides Rowlf. The rest of the boys were deeri, felis, swine, slitherer, and human. The deeri absolutely loved Go’tei Ball, as they were very swift and agile.

Va’il was chosen as the scorer for a few reasons, most of which he exhibited on their second attack. He was small, fast, and agile. His hands were better suited to holding the ball. And he had trouble remembering the rules. The scorer only had a couple rules to follow, so Va’il was happy to forget everything but “get the ball!”

Yan dropped the ball for the first attack. Jo’se picked it up and ran with it towards the goal. Va’il ran ahead, past the attackers, and came upon the two defenders. Va’il’s plan to enter the goal and have the ball passed to him failed, however his team had already lost the ball. Soon the time limit was up. He watched the other team struggle to do something similar and fail.

The second attack went much differently. When Jo’se grabbed the ball, Va’il ran in front of him. The first attacker, a deeri, ran head on towards Va’il. Jo’se threw the ball to Va’il. Va’il grabbed it and ran right up to the attacker, who was much taller up close. Too tall, because Va’il held the ball too low for the boy to grab at. Va’il dove under the boy’s right arm, and then zigzagged his way past the next attacker. One of the other attackers had gone after the attackers on Va’il’s team, and was unable to stop and turn around when he realized that Va’il hadn’t lost the ball. Va’il came to the last attacker, a slitherer. The long arms were annoying, and Va’il wasn’t able to find a way past his reach. He had pivoted a few times back and forth while the boy instantly covered the open spots. Va’il’s back was facing the boy. And then Va’il disappeared from his sight.

Va’il had dropped into a squat while holding the ball to his stomach, and then did a backwards somersault underneath the other boy’s legs. Once past the boy Va’il turned and jumped from a squat into a sprint. He took a few long strides while holding the ball close to his body. He arrived at the defender’s ring where the swine-human combo awaited him. Va’il ran right at the large swine. The human boy was to the left, so at the last second Va’il changed direction and ran to the right. Neither of the other boys could keep up, and so Va’il managed to get into the goal and successfully stop.

It was an exciting start, and set the pace for the rest of the game. Va’il managed to make a couple more goals, however later on it became apparent that his team’s offense was better than its defense. Try as they might, the other team was composed of older children. The final score was four to three, Va’il’s loss. None of that mattered though, since the boys were enjoying themselves immensely. No one was as happy as Jo’se, though Va’il did come a close second. The thrills of chasing an object and competing with others were unexplainably joyous in the minds of every young boy of any species or upbringing.

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The Tershi Arc Begins

Tomorrow TLS 10 will go live. This next segment of the book will be referenced as the Tershi arc, because who doesn’t love segmenting stories into specific arcs? I do. Arcs are wonderful.

And, of course, it’s finally where the meat of the plot starts. Everything prior to this was generally setup. I didn’t follow hard rules when originally writing the book, but I’ve since learned that scenes should generally be character development, setting, or plot. We’ve introduced characters such as our MC Va’il and his friends, established minor parts of the setting they are in, and established some elements of plot regarding the health of the King.

And also, up to this point certain plot items are “obvious,” given the title of the story and our characters. But for now place that aside, as that plot is the overreaching “Lupine Prince” arc that covers the whole book, and now it’s time for an internal arc in that, Tershi.

Why take a moment to reference this arc before it starts? Because it’s just that important to me. It is vital to everything. Everything. In fact, it was part of this arc that formed the foundation for the story. Before everything else in the story was even thought of, a major event in the upcoming arc was the first and cornerstone scene of The Lupine Prince.

It’s quite important to me, and that’s worth repeating.

That said, tomorrow’s post will be longer than usual and slightly more technical, as a sport that is played is introduced. It isn’t critical to the plot so it’s fine to not remember all the details for the reader. At the time I wanted to think of how I could make a sport that kids could play with a ball in this different world. All that said, it’s just this one section, so this section is going to be about two thousand words, and after this the plot will get further into the substance of the Tershi arc.

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The Lupine Saga 9

“Pete’s already at the north gate, and some of the other kids already left for Tershi,” Kelin said. Both Va’il and Kelin had large backpacks on. They were going to leave for Tershi soon, once the rest of their group arrived. A few of the parents were willing to watch the kids, as was Sensei, who felt it was his duty to help whether they were at school or not.

“Alone?” Va’il asked.

“No, they were guided by one of their parents. I think it was an older group of kids, so they should be fine with just one. It is only a half-day’s walk after all,” Kelin said.

Va’il nodded and kept walking down the road with Kelin. Once the north gate was in view, they spotted Pete, Jo’se, Harnes, Rowlf, and Hein. Hein was another swine and the cousin of Pete. He was also in their class, but he and Pete never spoke with each other at school. They did like each other, but they didn’t want to be friends. Va’il had thought it odd that you could like someone and not want to be their friend, but Pete explained that it was common among swine. He said that, for the most part, they could feel whom they should have as a friend. Once they had that feeling, it was hard to break it. It was part of the reason why Pete stuck with Va’il, even through constant taunts and ridicule. It was simply in his nature to be like that. Va’il had a difficult time understanding, and would ask Mai’ou about it once he settled on what, exactly, he would be asking.

“Va’il, Kelin!” Jo’se started running over to meet them as quickly as his avian body could handle.

“Jo?” Kelin was a bit taken back at having another child other than Pete approach the duo.

“Jo’se, please. I like my full name. Do you know its meaning?” Jo’se was overflowing with excitement. “Oh, but first, our group is being led by Sensei! We get him! Isn’t that great?” Va’il smiled and grabbed Jo’se’s hand. He shook it a couple times as the boy smiled with glee.

“I know its meaning now. ‘Se’ is shine. ‘Jo’ is distance. It probably means: Shining in the distance,” Va’il explained intelligently. Even Kelin was impressed.

“Yes! I knew you were a right person! I’m sorry for before, avoiding you and all. But now we have the expressed approval of the king himself! No one, bully, parent, teacher, or otherwise can stop us from being friends!” Va’il suddenly felt the overflowing excitement spill out from Jo’se and into him, but Harnes was about to interrupt that.

“Bird brain.” A loud thwack was heard as Harnes dropped the side of a book onto Jo’se’s head. The smile on his face was replaced with tears, but he didn’t protest. He simply looked down and walked sideways a couple steps. Va’il was stunned at the event, but Harnes walked right past Jo’se and bowed before Va’il.

“Harnes, the only daughter of Nemui, father, and Yowake, mother. My name as given doesn’t mean anything, but it is close to ‘harn,’ meaning number. I happen to like shiny things. I get bored easily and I sleep when I am.” She was explaining herself frankly in both Kelin and Va’il’s opinions.

“And I don’t sleep whenever I see you. Your hair is so shiny and wonderful. You are so much better than my raven feathers. We are going to be together from now on,” Harnes said in a different tone than before.

“Uh, Va’il, I think she likes you,” Kelin said. Harnes stopped paying attention to anyone else and grabbed hold of Va’il’s arm. She was quite a bit shorter; her head reached only the top of Va’il’s shoulder.

“Does she?” Va’il wasn’t sure what to make of this new attachment to his arm. Harnes had closed her eyes and was apparently sleeping. Was she kidding about not sleeping when looking at him, he wondered. He walked a couple steps forward, and Harnes kept in step with him. If she was asleep, then she could still walk just fine. Jo’se, who was still rubbing his head, looked on sadly.

“Aw no. She’s attached to you Va’il. I really like her too. But she’s gone for now. You’ll have to learn to live with it for a while, until she’s moved on. Well, it’s probably been a long time coming,” Jo’se said.

“A long time coming?” Va’il asked with a quiver in his voice.

“Yeah, she really has a love of shiny things,” Jo’se said. “Your eyes, hair, and tail are silver, which to her probably conveys more emotion than what you might consider love. She’s a descendant of collectors. I’ve seen her grab a new spoon that had been freshly shined and not let go of it until her parents entered her room while asleep and rub dirt on it while it remain clenched in her sleeping hands. The next morning she simply washed the dirt off, and used the spoon to eat her breakfast that morning. After which, she left it at home to be cleaned. So… do you want to roll around in the dirt for a while?”

At this point Kelin was laughing so hard he seemed to be in agony. He regained composure only long enough to say one thing: “But I bet she loves his eyes, and no amount of rolling in dirt is going to change them from such a gorgeous color.” He spoke cynically, but Va’il just laughed, as he knew how much Kelin enjoyed this small revenge. Va’il considered whether he should bring up the kiss again. He decided he better not. So instead, he caught Pete’s eye, motioned towards Kelin, pointed at his own cheek, and made a kissing motion.

Pete looked down at the howling lupus who seemed just a little wilder than usual. He took the hint and walked up to Kelin, and whispered something to him. The laughing stopped. Kelin stood up straight and looked around.

“Oh, Sensei is right over there. It’s about time to get moving. Don’t fall behind, gorgeous.” Kelin snickered once more in an effort to conceal his own blushing, and then walked over to Hein and Rowlf, both of which were staring at the Va’il-Harnes combo with wide grins. They all shook hands in turn, and then took a couple of laughs at the combo. Soon enough, Sensei had arrived.

“I see Miss Harnes won’t be lost that easily. That’s good, I was worried she may fall asleep while walking and get in trouble somewhere,” Sensei said with a straight face that didn’t match his teasing words. That was, of course, even more humorous. Va’il decided at that moment that he should quickly learn how to deal with this. He still wasn’t sure if he was being treated as an object or not. He did see the humor in the situation, as well as the side of a classmate he had never been able to associate with before. For better or worse, he thought, I’ve made more friends.

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The Lupine Saga 8

The young trio celebrated in Va’il’s house that night. Mai’ou had prepared a rack of lamb for them, for which Pete especially showed appreciation.

“So boys, that went better than you were expecting. Compliments of Fidel, the king himself,” Mai’ou said.

“It was fun. I liked my part. I got to be complicated and mean,” Kelin said while laughing.

“I wrote it with some class members in mind. The major parts went to those I was expecting,” Va’il said while picking something out of his teeth.

“Including Rowlf? How did you decide to make that bakery-obsessed bear the star? I’ve really been wondering how you knew he would fit that role,” Pete asked.

“Because the lead had to be someone with a long lasting and deep voice. You can tell from his normal speech that his voice doesn’t change when singing,” Va’il replied.

“Huh, I should have noticed. Well, I guess you have to look for a particular quality to notice it,” Kelin said. He was slightly annoyed that he didn’t know about Rowlf’s voice beforehand, but his tone didn’t betray his thoughts. He thought his ears were better than Va’il’s were, but he still had to concede that he could not hear what he was not listening for.

“A few more minutes and the blueberry pie will be done,” Mai’ou said.

“Thanks Mum. Say Mum, what do you think of how Kelin stood up for me. Brave, wasn’t it?” Va’il was teasing Kelin, who had started growling at him to be quiet.

“And shouldn’t he get a reward for it? It was the king, yet my friend here stood tall and spoke direct,” Pete said while playing along. The threats Kelin muttered went ignored, but the boys knew he was happy. Mai’ou said nothing, and checked the oven to see how close the pie was to done. It was close, so she didn’t add any more wood to the fire. Amongst the jeering of the two boys, she simply walked over to the trio and gave Kelin a kiss on the cheek.

The jeers stopped, as there were now three shocked faces in the room. Her reward given, Mai’ou smiled, walked back to the oven, and pulled out the blueberry dessert.

“Va’il, if your mouth hangs open any longer, your food will fall out. Haven’t I told you to always keep your mouth closed when eating?” The boys all looked at her, still astounded. “Come on boys, it’s not such a bit deal. I’m not a kid; these kinds of things aren’t that shocking.” With that, the boys regained composure. Kelin silently swore to himself he wouldn’t wash the side of his face for the next week, while Va’il started asking himself if he could really bear to have his friend as a stepfather. Pete smelled the pie, which occupied his thoughts for the next few days.

When Kelin and Pete finally left, it was quite late into the night. They had spent the time discussing their plans in the coming weeks, now that school was dismissed. They decided to go with the rest of their class after all, on a trip to the lake a few of the other students had been planning. They had gotten the idea from the return of the king, since he was returning from the water kingdom. In a celebration of sorts, they decided to visit the lake north of the city, Lake Tershi.

The moon had risen far above the castle already. Va’il and Mai’ou were still awake, sitting together in a large chair, discussing life.

“Va’il, did you enjoy yourself?” Mai’ou asked.

“Yeah,” Va’il replied.

“How do you feel?”

“Stuffed. Are you sure that was a lamb, and not a fully grown sheep?”

“Silly,” she said, “you are too funny at times.”

“I’m still learning. You’re a good teacher for that kind of stuff. Good at making me worry too,” he said. He looked up and saw Mai’ou’s golden eyes staring back at his silver ones.

“Are you still going on about that? Trust me, silly little boy, that there is a very large difference between love and a crush. I think of him like I think of you, a son who just needs to be teased from time to time. Silly boy, I can’t believe you’re so serious about that.”

“Who’s the one worrying now?” Va’il asked slyly. Mai’ou laughed and kissed him on the cheek as well.

“I admit you’re crafty for someone your age. Say Va’il, what you said earlier, was it true?”

“Which part? When?”

“About your father.”

“Every word. He left you, didn’t he?”

“Well… he has his problems. I don’t think you should condemn him though.”

“Why? Who was he? You don’t ever talk about him.” Va’il looked to Mai’ou for an answer, but she remained silent for a few minutes. He couldn’t bring himself to say anything before her though.

“He is a happy person. He’s optimistic, but he has more worries than optimism can account for. He is hard to change. He doesn’t always speak his mind either. But it is easy to get to know him. A day with him is like ten years. You know everything about him quickly just from how he behaves. But he isn’t easy to settle, in any circumstance. He didn’t leave because of pride or fear either. It might be his worst trait. I always have feared that he never seriously cared for me. I might have just been something for the moment, for that time. I might have loved him then, but he… why am I telling you this?” Mai’ou questioned herself, her reasons for telling Va’il, but in her heart she knew she would have to talk about her husband with Va’il sooner or later. She decided to talk a little now, and more at a later time.

“So, he seemed good, but really he was bad?” Va’il asked.

“No, he is genuine, that is not an act. But for him, it might have only been temporary. I doubt I will ever really know.”

“You talk kind of like he is still around.” Va’il noticed that his mother was speaking in the present-tense.

“You’re astute, just like King Fidel said. I don’t think I can talk about him anymore.”

“Can I ask you another thing Mum?”

“Okay, what is it?”

“Do you know what he thinks of me?” Va’il asked, but again Mai’ou didn’t respond. She hesitated, but she resolved to tell Va’il anyways.

“He… I never told him. I didn’t have the chance. I’m sure that if he knew, he’d be proud to have such a smart and brave son. Just remember that it was not your fault he left, no matter what others may say or taunt you with. You have to make your father proud by being happy and optimistic, just like him. If so, then you might just make his blood proud.”

Va’il heard this, but couldn’t keep awake any longer. He felt a bit of the weight that his ambiguous parent had left on him be lifted and dispelled. Mai’ou carried him to his room and laid him on the bed. She stroked his hair in the moonlight before leaving. The blue light was reflected by his silver hair, which looked almost white.

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