Chapter 125: Of Bonds, Broken and Forged (Maiya)

Chapter 125: Of Bonds, Broken and Forged (Maiya)

Maiya groaned at the monstrous pile of tomes in front of her. When Princess Ira had said that her chores would be reduced from now on, shed jumped for joy.

Now, shed give anything to get those chores back. Anything was better than this.

Once again, she peeked at the Magic Clock in the corner. Still another ten minutes to go.

It wasnt like anyone was forcing her to spend every waking hour of every day sitting in front of her tomes. Except, she didnt want to disappoint the princess. As childish as it sounded, her determination came neither from a sense of duty, nor from her desire to be useful to Tanya. She just wanted to impress.

Theyd met twice more after her initial meeting, and it was becoming clear that Ira had something very arduous in store for Maiya. Her Highness hadnt yet revealed what that task would be, but Maiya doubted itd be anything easy. Nothing that required as much training as shed had could be easy.

The Children of Ash most closely resemble a religion, albeit a twisted and profane one. These cultists worship a Prana Swarm, said to circle around some long-lost city of the gods deep within the Ash. As one might assume, confirming the existence of such a being has proven both foolhardy and dangerous. The goal of the children is to eventually enter the Ash. Those who do are revered and respected. However, we do know that few who enter the Ash ever return. Those who do say the very air is poisoned. That an agonizing death is all that awaits us there. Why the Children continue to send their members into that hellish realm is beyond us.

When Princess Ira asked Maiya to expand her worldview, shed been thrilled. Here lay new, privileged information, and Maiya absorbed it like a sponge. If it made her a more cultured individual, she was all for it. Updated from novelb(i)n.c(o)m

Yet, every tome the princess had given Maiya was on the Children of the Ash. Her father had often warned about the cultists back in the village, but her only experience with them was through Vir. Hed run into one, just before the Hiranyan Knights had arrived, and everything hed told her about them made her want nothing to do with them.

Nevertheless, she suspected the Children would play a large role in her future. A thought that made her despair.

Ping! The Magic Clock sounded the end of her study session, prompting her to stretch in a very unlady-like fashion. It was a good thing the Head Maid didnt frequent the royal archives where she currently sat. Only a select few were allowed in here, and no tomes could ever be checked out. The Balarian Royal Guard at the entrance made amply sure of that.

Sadly, if there was one thing Maiya dreaded more than spending hours researching the crazy cult, it was the bitter task she was about to undertake.

Returning to her quarterswhich had been recently upgraded to a two-story room with a beautiful balcony right inside the castleshe threw off her handmaidens clothes, tossing them hurriedly onto her bed, and changed into an unassuming Kinjali robe.

Comfortable, simple, and easy to walk around in, she wished she could wear it all the time. Her royal handmaiden outfit attracted attention and commanded respect wherever she went, but when she wanted to blend in, she owned nothing better.

The only downside was she had to go the distance on foot; using an Ashva would attract too much attention for what she was about to do. Distance-wise, her destination in the Southern Quarter wasnt that far. What ought to have been a fifteen-minute walk instead took over an hour as she navigated the castle walls, then the walls of the Balarian Guard, then the walls of the Royal Quarter.

Walls after walls after walls. Getting around Sonam was beyond infuriating. It was designed that way in case of invasion, but no general in their right mind would ever consider invading such a fortress, even if it wasnt the capital of one of the most powerful nations in the Known World.

Would it kill them to just knock a few holes in these walls for passages? On more than one occasion, shed wished for magic that could disappear the walls, but she doubted even S Tier magic could pull off such a feat; Sonams made those of other cities look like toys.

With throbbing feet, she finally made it to the alley in the Southern Quarter that had become familiar to her. Ducking into a trapdoor that led into a cellar, she followed a hallway that led to a dead end, with only a ladder rising to another trapdoor. Knocking thrice, then four times, then thrice again. She waited until the latch on the other side of the door clicked.

Pushing it up, Maiya ascended into a small home with only one other occupant.

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Well? Anything new to report? Tanya asked.

Plenty. Just a question of how much I want to tell you, Maiya retorted.

You will tell me everything! Tanya demanded, but her words rang hollow.

No. No, you must continue to

Go look for him, Maiya said, cutting her off. Its what you want to do, isnt it? Staying in this place is a hazard to you, and Im also taking a great risk spying for you. Lets just end the farce and each go our separate ways.

...What will you do? If I leave?

Tanyas question came as a surprise to Maiya. Shed planned to give the woman an ultimatum today. To break away from the chains that had bound her until now. She hadnt really thought about what came after.

What should she do? Her role as handmaiden was voluntaryshe could walk away from the job anytime she liked. Maybe shed burn some bridges with the Kinjal, but it wasnt like anyone was forcing her to stay. Not anymore.

As she reflected on her current situation, she came to realize that it wasnt that bad. In fact, shed achieved nearly all of her childhood goals.

Yknow? For the longest time, I just wanted to move to a big city. To be a somebody. To be wealthy. To be someone significant, doing meaningful things. I well, its hard work, and I dunno if I like where the princess is going with the Children of the Ash, but I think Im happy here. I really do.

I figured as much, Tanya said, smiling wryly. When I said this job had everything you ever wanted, I said it only partially to coerce you. So youll become a true agent of Kinjal. An agent of our enemy.

Hiranya killed my parents. I'll gladly help burn that country to the ground. But honestly? If Iras the sort of person I think she is, I dont know if Kinjal will be Hiranyas enemy for long. There are things. Things I havent told you, Tanya. But if they go Iras way, Kinjal could be a very different place soon. A better place, I think.

Ill believe it when I see it, Tanya said with a scoff. So

So

This is it, then.

Emotional moments werent a strong suit for either of them, but Tanya seemed especially bad at it.

It is, Maiya replied stiffly.

Goodbye.

Goodbye, Maiya replied softly. And Tanya? Thanks. For training me. I cant say I like you. But, well Im grateful for some of the stuff youve done.

Tanya nodded. Now go.

Maiya turned and left through the hatch through which she came.

Im probably never going to see her again, huh?

The thought brought her down. But then it was gone. Because her next task was a far more enjoyable one. Her next Acira time slot was in just a few hours. And with it, she would fly to Zorin. To Vir.

Just wait, Vir. Just a little longer.

With a deep breath, she set out.