Chapter Two Hundred and Seventy - Okay-Authoritarian

Chapter Two Hundred and Seventy - Okay-Authoritarian

Chapter Two Hundred and Seventy - Okay-Authoritarian

Any plans now that youre in Goldenalden? Caprica asked. She leaned forwards and set her teacup down with a faint clink of porcelain on porcelain.

We have a few, Amaryllis said. Mostly, in order to see where everyone stands, we want to speak with the representatives of each nation attending the summit. Otherwise, I think Broccoli wants to play tourist a little.

And we promised to clean up the local Exploration Guild! I added. Oh! Actually, that reminds me. Bastion told me something and I kinda forgot all about it.

Oh? Caprica asked.

I nodded. Yeah, he mentioned that there was a library in the capital that could help with skill-related stuff.

Do you have issues with that? Caprica asked.

A bit? I got a new skill called Proportion Distortion, and I dont exactly know what it does, or how to train it. Id like to know if its useful at all before investing in it, I said. I did receive some less than useful skills before, so Im hoping that this one isnt like that. Actually, thats another thing Id like to look into, how to get rid of terribly unfair, no-good skills. Like Adorable, but I wasnt about to admit to that skill aloud.

Proportion Distortion, cant say Ive ever heard of that skill, Caprica said. The library is open until decently late, and its only barely noon. If you want, I could escort you over? Perhaps we can grab something to eat on the way? I rarely have an excuse to try food outside of the palace.

Youd do that? I asked.

Of course! As long as you tell me more stories about your adventures with Bastion, she said. Besides, the library wont give you trouble if Im there.

Is it a private establishment? Amaryllis asked.

Caprica shook her head. Technically, its entirely public. But the librarians are quite jealous of their books and institution. They tend to show ruffians the door if theyre too noisy, and they might not offer to help someone that they think looks... bizarre.

I glanced at my friends, then up to the ears hovering on the edge of my vision. Yeah, we probably dont look like the most normal bunch, do we?

Caprica giggled. Im sure Bastion didnt think of that. Hes a great sylph, but on occasion he forgets the impact that a paladin has on the citizenry.

What kind of impact is that? I asked.

People tend to be on their best behaviour around a paladin. Not just because of their abilities as law-enforcement, though I suppose that is a factor, but also because... theres a certain romanticism about paladins. Those like Bastion--who tend to embody every part of that ideal--most of all.

That made some sense. If he was a respected person, then people would treat him with respect, and he might not notice that those same people werent treating others the same way.Ne/w novel chapters are published at novelhall.com

I could remember people who were popular and had lots of friends failing to notice those who had none, because to them, it was normal to have a lot of friends.

I glanced at Amaryllis and Awen and noted that they were both done with their tea. Well then, maybe we should head out? We can talk on the way, and I bet you know all the best places to eat in Goldenalden.

I know a few good spots, Caprica said. She stood and tugged her coats lapels on tighter. Do you ladies mind giving me just a moment? My station doesnt afford me the ability to leave on just a moments notice.

Thats fine, I said.

Caprica smiled and walked off towards the rooms exit. The guards there were so quiet and had moved so little that I only noticed them now that one reached out to open the door for Caprica.

Shes pretty nice, I said to my friends, voice low enough that we wouldnt be overheard. We werent saying anything mean, but it was still a bit rude to talk about someone when they werent around, even if it was mostly to compliment them.

Shes strange, Amaryllis said.

Awen stifled a giggle. Strange? I think shes okay. She seems to, ah, really like Bastion.

Yeah, to get a whole class with one of your friends names in it, thats something, I said.

Its c-cold, Awen said.

I spun towards her to find my friend hugging herself and looking even paler than usual. Oh no, I said before I moved to her side and wrapped an arm around her back. You poor thing.

Is she well? Caprica asked. I can give you my coat. The staff will throw a snit over my being outside without a coat, but Im quite used to the chill.

A-ah, its just, um, colder than Im used to, Awen said. Her coat wasnt made of a material suited to the environment, it was more of a windbreaker in that way, and the little bit of armour she wore likely wasnt helping.

I nodded. We should find you a blanket before we get too far. Caprica, I dont mean to impose, but do you think theres a spare blanket around?

Id be quite surprised if there wasnt at least one in the entire palace, Caprica said. Although, Lady Awen, do you know any fire magic?

Ah, not really? Enough to light a candle?

Amaryllis huffed a Ill handle this huff and walked over to Awen. Give me your hands. Capricas likely thinking of a simple warming spell. There are a few that we use in the Nesting Kingdom.

Can you apply that on someone else? I asked.

There are some that are mostly used to keep little chicks warm, Amaryllis said. Theyre perfectly safe, though the spell will wear off in a few hours.

Amaryllis took Awens hands, and there was an exchange of magic that I could only barely feel. Awen let out a gasp and her cheeks flushed. Oh, thats nice.

Youll have to teach me that spell. I said.

You seem to be handling the cold well enough, Amaryllis said.

Well, yeah, Im from a cold place, this is nice and comfy weather, but I still want to learn that spell. Imagine getting a hug from someone, and then you feel all warm and cozy inside? I clenched my fist, a new determination filling me. It would bring me one step closer to perfecting the hug.

Caprica giggled demurely. How determined. Are you an expert at hugging, then?

I shook my head. I wasnt an expert. I was nowhere near as talented as someone like Momma. Not yet. But Ill get there one day. Which means lots of practicing on my friends.

Awen laughed. I dont mind, hugs are nice.

Amaryllis sniffed, but she didnt deny the obvious truth.

We walked out of the front gate, a group of guards opening the path for us. I hope you dont mind walking all the way to the library? Caprica asked. We could get a coach, but the fastest route is through a few narrow roads. And stretching my legs would be nice.

Sure, I said. My friends didnt seem to mind either.

So, your hugging, did you try that on Bastion? Caprica asked. I cant imagine his being, ah, willing to do that kind of thing.

Huh? Of course Ive hugged him. Hes a bit stiff, but hes not too bad.

You, you did? Caprica asked.

A couple of times, I said. He was a member of the Beaver Cleavers crew. Were all very close, you know.

Amaryllis shook her head, talon over her face in the way she did when I said something silly without realizing it. So, which direction is this library in? she asked.

Oh? Ah, yes, Caprica asked. She seemed a little bit flustered. This way.

And so, with the princess in the lead, we took off towards the grand library, a trail of soldiers behind us like orderly ducklings.

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