“So, what do you plan on doing?”
Firing an arrow at a wooden beam, I look at Lyra, still deep in thought,
Everything feels so confusing now,
I was told the king died, yet the queen says he was the first to be dedicated,
Then where is he now?
And what about the priest, the queen mentioned, he was from a desert kingdom?
Aghh! What do I do next?
“Kage!
You’re out of arrows.” Lyra states
I’d been continuously grabbing an empty satchel for the past few minutes,
“Sorry, got lost in thought,”
“Are you still planning to coward out?” Lyra probes
“I’m planning to get back the arrows I fired,”
“Stop ignoring my question!”
“I’m not, I just haven’t made my mind up yet.”
“What’s there to make your mind up about? you want to leave the city the only way is through the church.”
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“If you put it that way, I can always just choose to join them,” I tease,
Lyra frowns at me, while I gather my arrows,
I may need to start making more of these soon.
“Lyra, you’ve been asking me what I plan on doing next all this time, so I have to ask
What is your plan?” I press,
“I... I she stutters, I’ll think of something, I just need people to join me first,
So, I don’t feel like I’m in this for nothing, for myself.”
The girl stares determinedly at me, not a plan she has, but still, she thinks she can win,
She maybe in fact the most naïve person I’ve met so far.
“Show me your magic?”
“Wah?”
“You’re always threating about freezing people, but I haven’t actually seen you do it,
Show me?”
“You can’t just ask a person to show their magic like that,” she prattles
“You’re a solo ice user, correct?”
“Ho-”
“-You made it obvious, now show me,
I at least need to know if you’re capable”
“I should say the same about you, can barely land a shot!” She points to my bow,
“You know what I survived through before making here,
You were there when I told the queen,
I can handle myself, can you?”
“Fine,” she grumbles, “I’ll show you my art.”
Closing her eyes, a wind begins to swirl around Lyra, the temperature drops as she shouts;
“Snowy wind!”
A cold breeze blasts towards me engulfing me in snow
“I didn’t say aim at me!” I cough, climbing out of the huge pile of snow
“You demanded to see my magic,
So, what do you think?
That was my weakest spell,”
The snowflakes sparkle daintily, the shape rigid almost like uncut gems,
Though cold, it feels,
Warm,
“I think…,
I don’t know you well enough to judge your magic.”
Lyra rolls her eyes annoyedly.
“Next time I’ll freeze you,”
“Will this snow melt?” I ask looking at the pile of sparkling snow
“It’s magic, that’s a dumb question,” Lyra retorts
“Huh?”
“All magic eventually disappears, no matter how strong it is, unless it’s Eternal magic”
“What’s Eternal magic?”
“A myth,” Lyra shrugs
“Hmmmm,
Ok, I’ll help you”-,
Lyra slaps me hard on the back,
“I knew you’d come around!”
- “After I’ve helped the queen with her request,” I say rubbing my back
“But first, come with me, I need a guide.”
“Where to?” Lyra asks
“To find ourselves a thief.”