319. Adam Is To Marry?

319. Adam Is To Marry?

Adam was sure that this was a meeting to do with him, and not just him, but to do with marriage.

“I can’t believe you’ve done this,” Adam said.

Sonarot tilted her head slightly. “What have I done?”

Adam continued to glance around, his eyes darting between the people, from Lady Elowen and the rest of White’s Grace, to his own party of Fate’s Golden.

The meat. The cheese. The pizza.

“Isn’t this about that?” Adam asked, his eyes curious and suspicious.

Sonarot blinked, wondering if he had figured out what the party was about. ‘Did you figure it out?’ She thought.

“Didn’t I already say that I’m too young?” Adam asked, holding Lanarot closer to his chest. “Just because she’s learnt how to walk, it doesn’t mean she can pick just yet.”

“Adam is to marry?” called a familiar voice from one of the paths leading to the courtyard. Findd new stories at novelhall.com

Appearing from the pathway were five figures. A handsome Iyrman, with medium length dark hair, and the dark eyes of the Iyrmen. At his side was an axe, one which Adam had enchanted many moons ago.

Beside him was a Devilkin Iyrman, who was well built, with a blade at her side, another which Adam had enchanted. The third Iyrman was a pretty Iyrman, the sides of her hair shaved, and the top of her head was cut fairly short too. She wore a staff against her back. Behind them were two large dire wolves.

“Oh,” Adam said, suddenly turning red. ‘Right. This makes way more sense.’

“You have returned,” Sonarot said, embracing her son, while the other parents embraced their children who had returned.

“I have returned, mother,” Jurot replied, hugging his mother tight. There was a look in his eyes, but he didn’t want to reveal that just yet.

“You’re finally back,” Adam said, shaking his brother’s forearm.

“I have returned, Adam,” Jurot said, before looking down to his baby sister. At first she hid away in Adam’s chest, but upon seeing the tattoo on his forehead, the blue circle followed by three blue diamonds on either side, she reached up towards him.

Jurot picked her up, holding her out ahead of him. “You have grown so big.”

Lanarot smiled, clasping her hands together as she squirmed in his strong hands.

“You did not listen,” Jurot said. “I said to not grow too quickly.” He brought the girl to his chest for a hug, causing Lanarot to cuddle up close to him, sucking on her thumb.

“She’s really big now,” Adam said, smiling wide. There was a look in his eyes, but he didn’t want to reveal that just yet.

Jurot greeted the rest of his family, greeting each of his aunts and uncles, from those of the Rot family, to those of the Ool, Gak, and Kan families.

“Have you been well?” Jurot asked.

“I have been good,” Turot said, nodding his head, while Jurot ruffled his hair. “I will definitely save you.”

“Save me?” Jurot asked.

Adam wasn’t sure what the boy was talking about.

“We have found the information from the bandits, so we will soon find you,” the boy assured.

Adam chuckled. “Oh! He means Warriors and Wanderers.”

Jurot nodded his head. “We have brought back gifts.” Jurot placed his sister down and reached into his top, into the large pouch which could carry a child, and brought out a long string, with strips of all kinds of leather and hide of various creatures.

The children all formed up in a queue, and Adam nodded his head approvingly, all the while the children were given a gift from each of the three returning Iyrmen.

“Did you get into much trouble?” Jaygak asked.

“A little,” Adam replied. “Nothing I couldn’t handle.”

“What kind of trouble?”

“Did you bring much for the family’s vault?” Sonarot asked.

Jurot nodded his head. “You will see soon, mother. This time it was a Great Twilight.”

“So it was true...” Sonarot brought her son close to her chest, hugging him gently.

“How did you return alive from a Great Twilight?” Jogak asked his daughter.

“It’s because I’m my mother’s daughter of course,” she shot back at her father, before they embraced.

“Well done,” Citool said to her daughter, simply.

Kitool bowed her head. “Thank you, mother.”

“Sister, I am big now,” Katool said, shuffling her upper body, doing a little jig as she ate her fruit.

“That is right,” Kitool said. “It was your fifth birthday.”

“Yes,” Katool said, smiling wider. “I am going to fight for Great Twilight too.”

Kitool smiled, brushing her sister’s short bob. “I will wish you luck.”

Katool cuddled up beside her older sister as she ate her fruit.

“You come back safe,” Taygak said to her cousin. “Good.”

“How could I leave you here all alone?” Jaygak asked.

“Not alone,” Taygak replied, pointing at her brother. “Saygak.”

“Would you have missed me if I didn’t return?” Jaygak asked.

“Yes,” Taygak replied.

Jaygak rubbed the girl’s horns.

“I would have beaten you up if you didn’t return,” Adam joked.

“Who would beat who?” Jaygak replied.

“Hey!” Lucy called as she arrived. “How could you start the party without me?”

‘I forgot all about Lucy,’ Adam thought. “Where’s Filliam?”

“He is a Guest of other Iyrmen at the moment,” Sonarot said.

“Isn’t he our Guest?”

“He was,” Sonarot said.

“Are they stealing my tinkerer away from me?” Adam frowned. “I’ll have a word with...” Adam caught the eyes of Mirot and Kaygak, and he quickly cleared his throat. “Filliam is so lovely, of course he should also mingle with other Iyrmen.”

“Since we are unable to hear their tale,” Sonarot said, referring to Jurot and the others, “do you wish to speak yours?”

“Mine?” Adam asked.

“Yes,” Sonarot replied. “The tale of your fights.”

Adam smiled, but quickly dropped his smile when he felt the gaze of the trio against him. “Right.”

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