Vol.3 Ch.184 You’re Not the Sins of Your Father

Vol.3 Ch.184 You’re Not the Sins of Your Father

Dalia was smiling as she looked out the other side of the carriage.

"I've never been inside a carriage like this before! Aw! I can smell sooo many scents coming through the windows! And it's sooo soft! Is this silk? I'm so happy right now!" Dalia exclaimed excitedly.

Everyone couldn't help but chuckle and smile at her joy.

'She's like a dog that is excited to be going on a car ride. Heh, adorable.'

Dalia was rubbing her face on the window sill as she continued to smell the different aromas from the flowers, people, and odors blowing in the wind.

Quinus couldn't help but comment, "This is nothing compared to the Royal Carriage."

"Really? But this is the best! How could it be better," Dalia replied without taking her nose off the sill.

Quinus and the rest of the carriage just laughed. Rya and Yuliana couldn't help but look at Nieren who had been quiet the whole time.

Nieren just shook her head and sighed, "You need to stop acting like a child."

Dalia just smirked, "Woody? Aren't you considered a child too?"

Nieren growled, "What did you call me?!"

"What? You still don't like that nickname?" Dalia snickered.

The wood elf growled even louder, "Call me by my name, you dimwit."

Rya stepped in, "Nieren... Dalia was a slave. So she deserves to have a moment of happiness. I think you should let her enjoy this."

"But!... Ugh..." Nieren noticed everyone looking at her with a little disappointment in their eyes and she sighed, "You're right... Sorry, Dalia... Please continue," Nieren apologized.

"Hey, don't sweat it, Woody... I forgive you," Dalia answered with a wink.

"Dalia... I... Forget it," Nieren gritted her teeth while keeping her anger in check.

Rya just smiled at the interaction.

'They're going to fight, but it's like sisters arguing. Nieren needs to stop acting like she doesn't like getting Dalia's attention. I can tell that she's a bit jealous of Dalia. But I don't know what it is. Maybe Nieren wishes that she could be as open as Dalia. She's the exact opposite of her. Maybe she'll open up more at some point. I'll try and help.'

After a few minutes of traveling through the streets of Ironside. Rya and the others were watching the dwarves and some humans going about their day. They made it out of the eastern gates and into the open plains.

"Hmm." Rya hummed to herself.

"Is something wrong?" Quinus asked.

"No... Well, maybe... It feels like I'm leaving home... Even though I've only been here a month," Rya admitted.

"Yeah... I feel similar... I've been living here most of my life, so this is my home," Nieren added.

Yuliana shook her head, "If your uncle wasn't killed and if our kingdom wasn't in ruins, then we wouldn't be calling Ironside home."

"Was it a bad thing to call Ironside home?" Rya asked.

"Yes," Yuliana responded immediately, "Irisi is our home. Our people need help. We need to go back and save them from the humans who are trying to enslave them."

"Mom!" Nieren chastised, "The people of Ironside have been good to us. Why are you saying bad things about the people who took us in?"

"It's not a bad thing, Nieren... It's just... Unfortunate that you had to live a life without being a Royal," Yuliana said.

"Then why did our servants abandon us when they had the chance to stay with us? I thought there were a few hidden villages that survived the attack, but we came to Ironside," Nieren retorted.

Yuliana didn't want to answer her daughter's question. She didn't want to tell her that her father betrayed their kingdom and left them for dead as the human armies of the Kingdom of Marn.

Nieren saw her mother's hesitation, "What are you hiding from me, Mom? Please, I have a right to know."

Yuliana looked her daughter in the eyes, "I-It's too soon to say anything. I need to get in touch with my contacts first. Once we are safe in the Fiafyr capital, then I will tell you everything. Promise."

Quinus was intrigued while Percy was confused. Dalia was too busy sniffing the air coming through the open window to listen to the conversation.

"Yuliana... You should tell her," Rya suggested.

"What?!" Yuliana questioned.

"She's old enough to know the truth. She deserves it. I know you think she's still a child but she's stronger than you realize," Rya argued.

"No! She's too young and I'm not going to be lectured by a 27-year-old child," Yuliana countered.

"Mom..." Nieren interjected, "I'll be 75 in about 20 years... I'm almost an adult. Please, I need to know the truth."

"Nieren..." Yuliana pleaded.

"Yuliana, if you don't tell her then I will," Rya stated firmly.

"You wouldn't..." Yuliana growled.

"I will," Rya repeated.

Yuliana knew that Rya would keep her word. She didn't want her daughter to know about her father, being a traitor.

"Fine... I will tell her," Yuliana relented.

Nieren leaned forward and waited patiently.

Percy looked at her slightly bloated belly, "Not with a pup on the way. You need to be careful."

"Not this again! I'm telling you all that I'm just a little bloated because of the sweets. I'm not pregnant!" Dalia growled.

Percy wasn't buying it, "Dalia, please, sit and enjoy the breeze from your seat."

"Fine! But you have to make it up to me, Gamma," Dalia pouted.

Rya was holding back her laughter. 'She's so cute when she's like that. But if Percy thinks she's pregnant then maybe she tricked me into believing that she's not... I don't know why she is so adamant about her belly being bloated because of eating desserts. Does she not want to have children with Percy? You would think she would try and find out if she was carrying. I don't get it.'

Rya shook her head, "Don't overthink it, Rya."

"What was that, Rya?" Quinus asked as he didn't catch what Rya just said.

"O-Oh? Sorry, I'm just talking to myself," Rya replied.

Quinus didn't know what was going on, but he trusted her to tell him in time.

"Hey? Do you know how long this trip will take?" Rya asked.

"Well, normally it would have taken a week or two to get back, but I'm sure Douglas will push his knights to the limit. We will be there in 5 to 6 days," Quinus estimated.

"I see. I wonder how they are doing," Rya wondered.

"Me too," Quinus agreed.



***



Douglas was riding in the front of the convoy with Sir Richard to his left and Sir George to his Right. They were leading the way along the nicely made stone road.

"When did the Baron fix the roads?" Sir Richard asked.

"That was Lady Rya's doing. She had her golems running around everywhere. She had them fix the roads, build a bridge over the river, and even build some small villages and towns. She had her golem guards protect them as well. Before the Baron could hire more guards to protect them," Sir George explained.

"Lady Rya is very powerful indeed," Sir Richard commented.

"Do not speak too loudly. Elves' ears can hear better than ours. So, talk in a hushed tone, when they are around... But all things considered, I was hoping you would have some insight about the Dark Elf. Other than she's in love," Douglas warned while looking at Sir George.

"My opinion is that she is an ally and has given me a second chance at life. It doesn't matter if she's a dark elf, Sir," Sir George replied.

Douglas wasn't sure if the Knight was being honest, or hiding his disdain, "And what of her being with Prince Quinus?"

Sir George sighed, "She has made a mockery of my Courting advice. But... She seemed frightened to fall in love with the prince, at first... Now, she's like a new woman around him. And the Crown Prince seems to have a better head when she's around him... It would be ill advice to break them up. I don't have the luxury of dying so young."

Sir Richard cringed at the thought of Sir George's dating advice. He's seen that man bomb many dates in the past. While Douglas wasn't sure what he meant by "Not having the luxury of dying young." Did that mean the dark elf would kill them all if she broke up with the prince?

"What do you mean by that last statement?" Douglas asked.

Sir George just chuckled, "It means the prince would end me if I was to harm his woman. He loves her. More than he loves the Crown."

Douglas was shocked.

'Prince Quinus is putting a dark elf over the kingdom?' Douglas' mind thought.

Sir Richard wasn't shocked at all, "It's no different than his father loving his mother. Who was from the island nation of Corialis. I never understood the rumors about Corialian women."

"Oh yeah? We know who started those rumors, Sir Richard," Sir George barked.

"Don't bring up his name. I have enough headaches at the moment and I don't want to think about him. Especially since he's been acting strange of late. And the King is worried," General Douglas said.

"So... He found out that his son is dead, aye? Good! That bastard deserves more than that," Sir George said.

Douglas halted his horse, "That's enough from you, Sir George."

Sir George just shook his head, "You don't know, do you? His son left us to die. And we would have been Hobgoblin food if it wasn't for Lady Rya. Marcus might have been the new heir if it wasn't for her saving the Prince. The king is a fool if he can't see that."

Sir George's comment shocked Douglas, "I know! Don't you dare speak ill of the crown. Or I'll have to discipline you, Sir George. You should have used some restraint."

Sir George shook his head, "General, you weren't there. Marcus was a traitor to the Crown. The prince gave me the order and I ended him. Now if I can only end his father and his lackeys, then I'll be able to sleep well."

Douglas felt disgusted by Sir George's words, but the Knight wasn't wrong. He had seen Alaric try to assassinate the prince when he was barely a year old and he heard the reports about the time when Quinus was ten years old and almost was killed in the trials by one of Marcus' plots.

'Things are falling apart and the King is trying his best to hold things together. Marquess Duval is hell-bent on marrying Prince Quinus to the Princess from the Alliance and now Alaric's son is dead. I have to get the King's permission to look into Alaric. And see what he is plotting. With his son dead, he has to be vengeful...'

"We should keep moving," Sir Richard advised.

Douglas was broken out of his thoughts, "O-Of course."

He looked behind him and saw the convoy was stopped and waiting for his orders. So he signaled the convoy to start moving again as he got his mount to move.

"So, what was that about?" Sir Richard asked.

"We need to keep an eye out for any ambushes. Tell the others," Douglas said.

"Aye, aye, sir," Sir Richard replied.

They continued to ride through the countryside of the Fiafyr Kingdom Capital. Their first stop would be the city of Dorn, which is a part of the Eder Hills domain. Ruled over by Baron Johnathan Dule.