Omen: 2, 15

  Lanarot pyed with wooden blocks, pig them up in her grip, before dropping them and giggling in joy.

  Adam was writing down some recipes in his book when an Iyrman knocked on the door, causing the baby to turn her head to look towards it.

  “Yes?” Adam called.

  Elder Zijin peeked in through the window. “Good afternoon, Adam,” he said. “You have a guest.”

  “I have a guest?” Adam asked, furrowing his brows. He blinked his eyes. “Who is it?”

  “She has said she is a friend of yours.” Elder Zijin’s lips formed into a cheeky smile, one which was knowing, but did not reveal his secrets.

  “A friend…” Adam wondered who it could be.

  He picked up Lanarot, since he was looking after her alone, and followed Elder Zijin out, making his way through the Main Iyr. Elder Zijin straighte the appearance of the baby, no longer as cheerful and coy as he usually was. They veered to the side, heading towards a familiar estate, the estate of the current Chief.

  “Adam?” Sonarot called from the side, and Adam gnced over at her to see her walking towards him. “Is something wrong?”

  “Apparently a friend of mine has e,” Adam said, handing the baby to her mother.

  There were the Great Elders, all of whom were standing around the gazebo, and the Chief, who sat ahead, and anure at one side.

  Her eyes were slightly snted, with an emerald shimmer. Her nose was thin and straight, going down like an arrow tip, and her lips were even thinner. Elongated ears jut out the side of her head straight upwards, though ointed like a leaf. Her hair was long, like liquid copper that fell down to her shoulders. An unnatural beauty that Adam had seen a few times before.

  “Oh,” Adam said. “Hey, Entalia.” Adam smiled. “What a pleasant surprise.”

  Entalia’s eyes quickly sed Adam, Elder Zijin, Sonarot, and Lanarot. When her gaze passed Lanarot, there was a tense moment she could feel from the other Iyrmen, and she picked up her cup of tea to sip it, trying to calm them down.

  “It’s good to see you too,” she said. “These Iyrmeher eager for a fight.” She could smell something wonderful nearby.

  “We are Iyrmen,” the Chief said.

  “You won’t let them kill me, will you?” Entalia asked, fluttering her shes at Adam.

  “I won’t,” Adam said, taking a seat opposite Entalia, shuffling over to let Sonarot sit beside him. “As long as you don’t start trouble.”

  “Trouble? Me?”

  “You did e from the sky and circled around the Front Iyr,” Chief Iromin said. “You are fortuhat Elder Lykan knew of your e to Adam, otherwise you would have been sin.”

  “Entalia,” Adam grumbled, almost palming his face. “ime just walk through the front.”

  “I was in a little rush,” Entalia said. “Though I’ll keep that in mind.”

  “ime we won’t be so aodating,” the Chief said.

  “Or we will be too aodating,” Elder Wrath said, grinning wide. He reached down to pat his axe, which was eager for blood.

  Elder Peace threw him a quick look, causing Elder Wrath to pull back, exhaling through his nostrils i.

  “I brought the gems,” Entalia said, smiling up at the Half Elf.

  “Gems?” Adam asked, tilting his head. ‘Why did she bring gems for me?’

  “For the magical ons you owe me,” Entalia said.

  “I only owe you one,” Adam said, narrowing his eyes. “I believe you said you were bringing a sword made of… somethingcule?”

  “Rubicule,” Entalia said. “Though, are you really going to be so cheap? I helped the nearby vilge, didn’t I?”

  “Still,” Adam replied. “It’s been a while, Entalia. How e you only just arrived at the Iyr?”

  “I wasn’t looking forward to meeting the Deathsingers,” she said, ign the gazes of the Great Elders upon her, remaining focused on Adam. “Did you fet what you tasked me with? The important business?”

  “I remember,” Adam said. “Did you tell them?”

  “The Giants were so meaalia pouted. “They tried to attack me so many times! I barely mao escape with my life.”

  “Are you okay?” Adam asked, raising his brows in surprise. He hadn’t expected her to have fought the Giants. ‘Damn.’

  “I’m fi…” Entalia took a long sip of the tea and sighed. “I had to sacrifiething important to me.”

  Adam’s face furrowed into surprise. “What?”

  “That beautiful greatsword,” Entalia sniffled.

  “Prince Aksak’s greatsword?” Adam asked.

  “Well, it was my greatsword at the time.”

  Adam narrowed his eyes. “Right, right. Well, let me introduce you to everyone, rather than tinuing our own versation.” Adam go the Great Elders and the Chief, feeling awkward that they had a small versation without greetings.

  “I know who they are,” Entalia said, sniffing them. “They are the sons and daughters of those who slew my aors.”

  Adam blinked. ‘Oh.’ He swallowed, trying to figure out what to say. “Oh.”

  Her eyes then fshed to the woman and the child.

  “This is Aunt Sonarot and my adorable baby sister,” Adam said. “Aunt Sonarot, Lanarot, this is Entalia, my friend.”

  Lanarot was staring at Entalia, who held unworldly beauty. She smiled and squirmed in her mrasp for a moment.

  “Isn’t she so cute?” Adam asked, smiling wide.

  “She is quite the young one,” Entalia said.

  “She turned seven months old yesterday, actually,” Adam said, puffing out his chest.

  The Chief narrowed his eyes, gng over to Sonarot for a moment. ‘Is this what I think I am seeing?’

  Sonarot replied with a smile for a moment, before looking to Entalia again. “I have heard so much about you.”

  “I’ve heard a little about you too,” Entalia replied. “The one who weled Adam into their family, and I assume it happened again this time too.”

  Sonarot smiled. “Adam is quite the Nephew. He is already so powerful, and he is so kind.”

  “He’s not so bad,” Entalia said, staring into the woman’s eyes.

  Sonarot remained silent for only a moment. “I hope you will invite me to the wedding.”

  Adam spat out the tea, choking on his shock, before wiping his fad h his sleeve, looking to his Aunt.

  Entalia’s lips twitched. “I definitely will.”

  Adam’s eyes were full of fusion, before he cleared his throat. “So, uh, did you tell them?”

  “I did,” Entalia said.

  “That’s good. I had someone else pass along a message too, just in case.”

  “Cheating on me already?” Entalia tutted at him.

  “Anyway,” Adam said, rolling his eyes, trying to keep cool. “You said you wanted me to ent a on? What did you want?”

  “You really won’t ent two, even though I saved that vilge?” Entalia asked, crossing her arms.

  “Fine,” Adam said, crossing his arms. “I’ll ent two, since you did so well.”

  Entalia smiled wide as he gave in. “I’m gd you saw sense.” She g the Chief. “ I take them out?”

  “You may,” the Chief said, nodding his head.

  Entalia could feel just how on edge they were, and hat there were the Great Chiefs, the Chief, an Elder, as well as six Priests who were watg from nearby.

  She revealed two bdes made of gem, one made of a red gem, and another made of blue gem, pg them oable.

  The Iyrmen were all tense, as the bdes were dangerously close to the babbling baby.

  The Chief stared at Sonarot, w why she was making it difficult, but she didn’t seem to mind as she pced Lanarot down oable, holding her hands. Lanarot turned around to look at the swords, seeing the beautiful red and blue coloured bdes.

  “So that’s Rubicule and Sapphicule?”

  “Yes,” Entalia said, sliding the swords away from the baby, who was no doubt going to try and reach for them. “Careful now, little baby. These are sharp and could hurt you, and if you cut yourself, I may end up with my head hanging over your firepce.”

  Lanarot giggled, causialia to frown.

  ‘She didn’t uand me, did she?’ Entalia wondered, hoping that it was just an ill timed giggle and not a bad omen.

  Adam reached over to the bdes and picked them up, feeling how cool they were, before they quickly warmed up in his hands. He could feel their innate magic within them, and he smiled.

  “Awoo?” Lanarot babbled as she tried to leao the side to try and reach for one of the ons.

  Sonarot pulled the baby off the table and onto her p, causing Lanarot to shudder into a cry, but she stopped as Sonarot kissed her forehead and pinched her cheeks gently.

  “You ot py with them yet, little Lana," her mother said. "You have your owhat you py with when you are older.”

  “Aboo!” Lanarot protested.

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