The giants were gone. A couple properties destroyed. One person died. Those are causalities. The 'Incident’ cause the group a delay for another day. The night fell again.
Children's laughter and screams of enjoyment flood the background with the help of Vera chasing after them. To rid of the negative events of before. It took the villagers and their saviors a couple hours to get rid of the bodies in a valley. After their hard work, the group set up a bonfire. The chef of the village wanted to do something special.
Sloane stood with the Chief talking about the possible repairs they could help with before they need to leave. Back on their quest.
"We will try to rebuild as much as we can" the princess smiles patting the Chief's shoulders. In the corner of her eye, she notices her enemy sitting on a set of wooden stairs looking out of the distance.
"Good job today. Here, you should eat" the princess holds out a bowl of soup nudging it to the man. Maverick looks down at the bowl then up at her. Sable eyes belonging to her rolls back and the host takes out a spoon taking a sip of the spoon. "If you are worried about poison, it's not. I don't need poison to kill you" she admits letting Maverick take hold of the bowl.
He kept his mouth shut for a moment drinking the soup.
Sloane sat down next him leaving some distance between them and titles her head "I saw what you did back there with that little boy. You make it seem like you're all bad..." she trails off watching him.
"It's nothing serious" he replies wishing for the conversation to end.
Sloane's smiles in the distance. Warm lighting from the fire laid against their surroundings. She glances down at her hands before stating "we lost one today. Someone that shouldn't have been part of this. Yet I can't help to think, it's somehow my fault..." she's not sure why she's sharing this kind of information. Displaying her weakness.
"You have a..." She raises her hand about press it on Maverick's head wound but he grabs her wrist.
In that moment, there was nothing but them. Staring at one another. To see who will strike first. They kept eye contact. Soul to Soul. Survivor to Survivor.
Blemish to Broken. No words. Only Silence. The wind picks up in their area. It's getting colder.
"Let me help. You have one nasty wound there. I'm not going to attack you" the warrior remarks. After that, Maverick loosens his grip and lowers his hand to his side in hesitation. Great thinking. Get closer and We will have her wrap around your finger. Sloane brings the cloth close to the wound dapping it softly and kept her attention on him.
"Look, I know we are not on good terms, but I want you know that My father did not order to kill your people. He is many things, but a ruthless killer is not one of them" she says soaking the cloth in water before applying it on the wound again. Maverick was about to say something but couldn't.
"You're not evil. I sense that. When I look at you, I see many colorful parts you that are hiding behind black with edges of unclarity".
He removes her hand standing up "You know nothing about me. I won't believe the lies you speak of. You family killed mine which makes us enemies. I am only doing this to get rid of Oasis. You're just a spoiled brat. Who knows nothing" He states harshly.
"If it wasn't true then why get so defensive? You know nothing about me, and I don't know enough about you but who I am looking is someone lost. If you think that you are the only one hurting in this world then you're sadly wrong. We live in a world of chaotic matter. Even when we plan things out, they still go wrong. I just feel sorry for you" the princess stares at Maverick, who kept his guard up.
"Why is that?" he asks. Sloane grabs hold of his hand placing the cloth inside and steps back "You've been alone for all this time". She closes her lips into a smile which shown a sense of acknowledgement before leaving completely.
The princess finds the villager's grouping around a grave holding candle and a Madonna lily. As each person approaches the hole, they burn the flower dropping it. To brighten a love's path home and give peace on their travels.
How many will have to die?
'Beware of the Jaguar. For when she calls the night and day will fall. Death is with us all.'
Another riddle.
Kylian left the funeral not too long ago to his room. He starts coughing leaning over onto the chair for support and looks down at his hand with splotches of blood on it.
All will fall when it calls.
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