Chapter 34: Shopping For A Disguise And Taking A Detour

Chapter 34: Shopping For A Disguise And Taking A Detour

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Myrine sighed.

"Myron and I- are not on the best of terms. He doesn't approve of certain choices I have made and I refuse to accept that he is any more than a hard-headed brat." Myrine said with sadness and a longing reminiscing of the good old days.

"Oh," Evian said, "I see."

"I mean I love him very much but we are just in different places at the moment. But I know he's well-" Myrine said.

"How do you know that?" Evian asked.

"He's family. I'll be contacted should something have happened to him. Myron is capable. He knows how to take care of himself." Marine said.

There was a long moment of silence that the two filled with more sips of narcotic tea.

"You should get going." Myrine suddenly said.

"What?" Evian was taken aback but his Mother waved him off with a smile.

"I can see you're itching to be out of here," she said.

Evian smiled.

"Actually, I'd like to learn more about you."

"Oh, don't patronize me, dear," Myrine said with a chuckle.

Evian shook his head.

"That's not what I'm doing. I'm just now realizing I've been too focused on learning about the outside world, I haven't learned about you or Lord Stygian." He said.

"Lord Stygian?" Myrine repeated with a raised brow and Evian corrected himself with twitching lips.

"Sorry, I meant 'Father'" he corrected.

Myrine nodded with satisfaction.

"Good. You need to get a handle on those slip-ups of yours.

Anyway, you can learn about my past some other day. Get going.

You shouldn't be stuck inside the Estate when you so clearly want to roam."

Evian smiled in appreciation as he refilled his tea cup and downed it in a single gulp before slowly getting up from his seat.

"I'll see you later, then. Mother."

Myrine glowed at the term he used to address her.

"Hey Evian?" she called as her son started making his way out of the Hut.

With a flick of his finger, Evian dumped a lump of coins onto the counter. After a quick count (emphasis on quick) the Clerk confirmed the amount and smiled at Evian.

"Thank you for your Patronage. Do return."

"Maybe I shall," Evian said with a genuine smile.

He had Gold coins to splurge and was not shy about spending them.

It was fun to spend someone else's money. Especially if that someone was scum who tried to kidnap you. And even more, if this was after you've eaten and enjoyed their soul.

When Evian left the Emporium with his disguise inside his Spatial Ring, he was ready for his journey to the Larnak Territory but on a whim decided he had time for one detour.

He ran through the streets he recognized from yesterday with his destination being the quaint and well-built building Daria called home.

The compound was as quiet as it had been yesterday and Evian stepped into it confidently as he walked towards the door and gave it a gentle push to see if it would open.

Whatever inner workings were involved with the door, it did not respond to Evian's push.

'Hmm, locked.'

Evian used his Phasing spell on the hand still on the door and when it went through, he employed the spell on the rest of his body and walked into the Witch's home without a care for her privacy.

"Nggghhh-"

Almost immediately after Evian was on the other side of the door, a curious sound hit his ear and his eyes roamed until they fell on a curtain behind which the sound had originated.

'It's not Daria's voice. I've heard her moan enough to know it's not.' Evian thought as he followed the sound.

"Ohhhh-" the unseen speaker moaned again and there was a shaky struggle to the tone.

'It's not Daria but that sound IS familiar,' Evian thought and then grinned,

'Wait- It can't be!'

He pulled the curtain aside and confirmed his forming suspicions.

Behind the curtain was a dimly lit room with a raised platform in the middle. On that platform sat Lady Yvette of the Larnak Estate with her legs crossed beneath her and her eyes closed in concentration while her lips were pressed tightly together in an obvious attempt to stop the moans threatening to leak from her lips.

Daria stood behind Yvette, eyes closed as well, with her hands raised and a spell circle revolving slowly above the Mature Lady of the Larnak Estate.

Evian's lips stretched into an even wider smile.

"What are the odds?" he muttered.

Whether it was his muttered words or that his presence finally poked through Daria's concentration, the Witch's eyes snapped open and fell on Evian's face.

"Evian!" she called in surprise.

The call pulled Yvette out of whatever focused concentration she was in and she opened her eyes and beheld the face of the Perverted bastard who was the very reason she was even here today seeking the help of an Arcanist for her condition.

"You- What are you doing here?" Yvette asked with indignation and eyes wide with surprise.

Evian just smiled at her as he stepped into the room while he allowed his eyes to roam the two ladies within as well as the sparse furniture but it was on the face of Larnak's Wife his attention mostly fell.

"Truly, truly, what are the odds of me meeting you here, Lady Yvette?"