《The Botched Summoning》Chapter 35 - Inns
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Here is the chapter for this week, I have been busy with school so I don't know about the twice weekly release, we'll see if I can do it. I want to thank mejinzs and rouge for their proofreading support as always.
without further ado, Chapter 35
-------------------------Fafnir’s pov------------------------------------
“This is convenient.” I thought to myself as we navigated through the twisting streets. “To think the man I wanted to meet was closer than I thought, and I have always wanted to crash a wedding.”
“Daddy, are we going to see Aunt Atheros today?” she asked as we walked.
“I don’t know, we’ll see.” I replied thinking of how to get at the king.
“How about we find an inn before you commit regicide,” Lilith interrupted.
“I won’t kill him.. unless it’s necessary.” I huffed annoyed at the nephilim.
“‘Necessary’ is loosely defined when it comes to you.” she jabbed.
“Be nice to daddy.” Azazel commanded.
“Ok, I will.” Lilith sighed.
As we traveled deeper into the city, we found a nice looking inn.
“This looks like a good place.” Lilith said, while walking past a two story building.
“Looks nice enough,” I said as we headed inside.
“Good evening. You here for dinner or the night?” A rather large man said, crouching behind the counter as we enter the inn.
“Good evening.” Lilith replied as Azazel hugged me a bit tighter. “We are looking for a room and a meal.”
“Sure…” he started to say as he stood up. the man then frowned as he stared at Azazel. “I don’t cater to no demons.”
I took a deep breath to prevent myself from having a potentially disastrous outburst.
“She’s from the scaled tribes,” Lilith quickly interjected, pointing to the patch of scales on Azazel’s neck.
“Huh, I don’t see many of dem scaled folk around here.” The innkeeper said, “whatever, twill be a silver a night and 2 coppers a person for meals, I could even scrounge up some dem meat scraps for that der dragon of yours”
“I will pay for a haunch of meat,” Lilith interjected before I had a chance to speak, “he’s a very young dragon and I want him to be healthy and strong.”
“Kay, that’ll be 3 coppers for de dragon.” he replied.
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“Sounds good, a room and a meal for all of us” Lilith said as she handed over two silvers.
“Rooms on de second floor, first on de right.” he said as he handed the key and the change to Lilith.
Azazel hugged me tighter as we headed towards our room. Lilith opens the door when we arrived and it revealed a simple room with a somewhat large bed. It had a small window in the corner where we could see the street below.
“Azazel, I need to breath.” I said as we entered the door.
“Sorry, daddy.” She replied as she loosened her grip.
“Thank you for not killing everyone.” Lilith said after she closed the door.
“Whatever, you can write, right?” I asked.
“Yes… why?” she hesitantly asked.
“Want to go to a wedding?” I asked with a smile.
“No.” she instantly replied, “I have things I need to do.”
“Well then I will go by myself. I just need you to write a letter to the king saying that their hero is in town.” I chuckled.
It took about a half an hour to write the carefully worded letter. Lilith handed it to the innkeeper with a few coins to have it delivered to the cities citadel. Lilith and Azazel left shortly after to go pick up a few items she needed that she couldn’t acquire in elven lands as I slept in the in the room enjoying the last of the evening sunlight.
“Dis is the room with de tamed dragon.” I heard someone say, waking me from my nap.
“You’re sure they have a tamed dragon?” I heard another man ask from outside of the room.
“Yes, I know what dem dragons look like when I see one, even if dis one a bit odd.” The first man said. I heard the door rattle a bit before it started to open. I watched as the innkeeper and a man in leather armor entered the room.
“You're right there is a dragon here, though it seems to be a variant.” the armored man said as he walked over.
“Take a step closer and both of you will die.” I said without getting up.
“Who de heck said dhat.” the innkeeper said.
“Who do you think.” I sarcastically replied.
“I didn't know dem dragons could talk” the surprised innkeeper said.
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“They don't…” the man in armor stated as he examined me.
“Go away now; I am trying to enjoy the last bit of sun.” I said.
“He is small…” I heard the man in armor mumble.
I sighed as I got up and jumped off the bed faster than the two could react, I released the size changing spell and returned to my normal size.
“So, now that you have officially interrupted my nap. Pay tribute or die” I growled, surprising the two. As I stared the pair who remained frozen in place out of fear. The armored man pulled out a single gold coin and tossed it towards me.
“Sorry for interrupting your nap.” the man in armor said as he left my room.
I stared at the inn keeper and let a bit of mana spilled from my mouth making small holes in the floor.
“I will be back with some meat.” The innkeeper stammered as he left the room.
I heard a knock at the door after about half and hour, as the innkeeper entered with a haunch of meat In one hand and a letter in the other.
“I was told to deliver dis letter to fafnir da dragon by a knight of de realm. Oh and dis is for interrupting yer nap.” The innkeeper said placing both the letter and the plate of food on the ground.
Awhile later Azazel and Lilith entered the room with several bags of stuff, waking me up .
“Find anything good?” I asked.
“Yes” she replied, “I have new clothes for me and Azazel, and I was able to obtain some necessary supplies that I could not obtain in the elven kingdom.”
“I am still trying to figure out what dark elves don’t have.” I said trying to peak in the bags.
“It is not something you need.” She snapped as she snagged the bag off the bed.
“Hey, can you read this letter for me?” I asked as I extracted the letter from under the pile of bags with my fore claw.
“Sure...” Lilith said taking the letter
“To the hero of humanity, you and one guest are invited to attend the wedding of Paidí, heir to the Marquee of Stad, and Korítsi, twelfth in line for the throne, two days hence at noon. A carriage will be sent to pick you up at the third hour past sunrise. We hope that you will grace us with your presence. Coradually, The Maquis of Stad” Lilith read aloud, “You aren't thinking of going are you?”
“Yes I am. It'll be nice to meet the marquis again.” I laughed.
“Can I go?” Azazel asked with pleading eyes.
“I don't kn...” I started to said
“No one in their right mind will pull something at a wedding, and we plan on leaving soon after. Besides think of how much fun it would be to bring a demoness to a royal wedding!” Lilith presided.
“Sure.” I sighed unable to resist Azazel's eyes, “but I will need you to get something nice for Azazel to wear and I will need a wide blue strip of cloth.”
“Thank you daddy.” Azazel squealed.
“Ok I can pick the clothes up tomorrow, but what is the cloth strip for?” she asked
“It is for… draconic formal wear.” I mysteriously replied.
“Dragons have formal wear?” She skeptically asked.
“Yes, it is an old custom… that dates back millennia to the wedding of the god of order to the goddess of chaos.” I lied in a stoic voice holding back my laughter. “All creatures that attended were required to wear a special strip of cloth tied around their neck to protect their mind from the chaos of the union. So it became a tradition that all dragons wear a special strip of cloth tied around their necks at weddings as a reminder of that poorly fated union.”
“I have not heard of such a thing.” she gasped.
“It’s true, so pick up some cloth about a claw width apart and long enough that it fits around my neck, and with extra to tie the special knot.” I stoically replied trying to keep myself from laughing.
“Why don’t you two go eat down stairs. I’m going back to sleep,” I yawned before I laid back down on the foot of the bed, and drifted off into the land of sleep.
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what formal wear would look good on a dragon I wonder...
as always, me and rouge are mostly human, mejins is still somewhat resisting, so let us know if we missed anything and let me know what you think in the comments..
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