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wanted to save a princess, who
was he to say no. “Alright. After we finish our current business,
we’ll see about the princess. If it’s within our abilities, I don’t
see why we can’t give saving her a try.”
    He was quick enough to dodge the next pat on
the back. “That is excellent, Master Tathan,” the knight said with
a smile. At least Tathan got the impression that Sir Danth was
smiling.
    Tathan looked again at the dark platemail
that made up the knight. He could see barely perceptible runes
throughout and knew they channeled extraordinary power. The most
powerful wizards of the ancient civilization had made it. The hilt
of a greatsword rose above his shoulder. Tathan had seen him whirl
the beast of a weapon around, cutting through anything, including
stone. The helmet had ridges with sharp grooves on it that would
break swords should they hit him there. The eye and mouth slits
were small, making it easy to hide the fact that he was without a
body. Sir Danth’s overall look was intimidating down to the blood
red cloak that flowed down to his feet and never seemed to become
soiled. Most people avoided irritating the daunting figure, and
that included the Rojuun. Somehow, with all that armor, Sir Danth
still managed to convey expressions and mood when he wished.
    Tathan looked around the merchant’s plaza as
they walked through. It was cleaner and less raucous than most
markets that he had seen in his travels. The merchants sold their
wares enthusiastically, but didn’t try to push them on a person to
the point of being obnoxious. He found it amusing to see a few
vendors that sold wings for humans to wear, much like the ones on
the buildings. They were a favorite of children. In fact, he had
even seen a couple of Rojuun children wearing them.
    A few minutes later, they were at the White
Tree Inn, a large stone building that took up half a block, with
stables taking up the other half. Hulda, a jovial woman from the
kingdom of Swelth, owned it. She and her sister, Renna, had
traveled to Puujan in order to get away from unrest between
bickering lords in their country. The smell of cooking breakfast
wafted from the kitchen windows causing Tathan’s stomach to growl
in anticipation.
    They entered the common room and saw Liselle
and Vevin sitting at a table. The couple waved them over. A
waitress told Tathan that she would bring him breakfast right away,
having already brought food for Liselle and Vevin.
    “How were your nighttime adventures,
Tathan?” Liselle asked.
    “It was uneventful,” he lied. “You look as
though you were crying. Is everything alright?” he asked, giving
Vevin a suspicious glance.
    Liselle narrowed her eyes. “Everything is
fine and don’t look at Vevin like that. I was crying for the loss
of our family, but Vevin held me and let me release some of my
grief.” Liselle smiled sadly. “It still hurts, but not so much and
I feel better now.”
    Sorrow clenched Tathan’s heart for a split
second before he took a deep breath to let it go. The loss of his
mother and family had hurt, but years of traveling and watching the
suffering of others had toughened him. “I’m sorry, cousin.”
    She squeezed his hand. “I’m handling it. I
was in a safe place this morning with someone I love.”
    “Alright,” he said with a nod. “I still
worry about you is all. How are you two feeling?”
    “I’m doing much better, as is Vevin,” she
answered.
    Vevin nodded in agreement. “Oh yes! I’m
still not at full strength, but I can handle . . . well, just about
anything.” He chuckled and the rest of them laughed. Dragons were
the most powerful creatures in the world and anything that would
attack them was positively stupid.
    “We’re well enough to travel. In fact, we
wanted to talk to you about that, Tathan,” Liselle said.
    “Mmmph?” Tathan asked. The waitress had
brought his food and he already had a bite in his mouth before she
finished setting it down. He tried swallowing before