Dwar's Point of View

Dwarven Deserts

“Priestess Arceana?” I repeated, and he nodded.

Why would he be inquiring about the Priestess now? My mind raced as I tried to figure out why it was important to know about her past visits. It’s not like it was confidential that I knew of, but why wouldn’t he just ask Elincia. Unless this has something to do with his initial question. Other High Elves seem unlikely, although it could be related to the Demons.

“There were a few visits, but we are allies. It’s not unusual for either Kingdom to visit the other. Most in the Royal Family are expected to meet with the Lestranian Priestesses from a young age.” I explained, and he just listened without blinking. “Both Priestesses have frequently visited. Perhaps you’re inquiring about Lady Lucia?”

His eyes narrowed. “Do you have any information that she was in Vithari?”

Shaking my head, I answered. “Not that I know of. I’m aware of every visit, and neither Lady Lucia nor Priestess Arceana have visited on such a whim. Rumor or otherwise.” He frowned at that. “I’m fairly certain there have been no such instances throughout the entirety of our alliance. I could make an inquiry to the Queen if you’d like, but I doubt she would say differently.” Arthur clicked his tongue at that.

“Agreed.” That surprised me.

“You agree she’ll say the same?”

Arthur didn’t respond. I watched the man as he looked down at the cart in thought. Perhaps he was hoping for some information on Priestess Arceana. Did he wish to take the Lestranian throne? No. It would be easy for him to do so with power alone. He far outclasses both Priestesses. Unless he doesn’t want to use force, but even then, it doesn’t add up. Why the questions about people who look like her and Lady Lucia?

“I’m sorry I couldn’t be more help.”

“You’ve done enough. Without you and the Prince, Dwardew would’ve fallen along with the rest of Vithari.” Arthur responded absentmindedly. “This Kingdom was truly saved due to your efforts. That would’ve made things far more difficult for me.”

I grit my teeth at that. “I know we may not be as powerful as you, but that doesn’t mean our effort should be so carelessly thrown to the side. We’re aware of the difference in our abilities, Sir Arthur.”

His eyes flickered up to me. “You think I was mocking you?” Arthur inquired.

“I’m not a fool.” I told him as I clenched my fists.

“Did I imply that you were?” The man asked back. “It was not meant as an insult. Merely a fact. There would’ve been nothing left for me to save had you given in.” He stated. “While it is true, the Wraith could’ve ended the siege whenever it wanted, that doesn’t mean the will to survive should be dismissed. You are a hearty and sturdy people.”

My lips tightened at that. “We did not do much in the grand scheme of things.”

The man merely shrugged. “If that is how you feel, I feel sorry for the people who believed in you. I partially recommended the Prince for the new alliance because of your backing of him.” My eyes widened at that. “A General who admits that his superior is the reason for their survival is a leader worth listening to. Especially when it was earnest, honest, and respectful.” He gestured to me. “None of this is meant to be insulting, and I’m sorry if it comes across as such.”

“Perhaps I misunderstood your intent. I apologize.”

“To be honest, your people impressed me. I have no reason to insult them or you.” He shrugged once more. “If I were to insult you, it wouldn’t be behind pretty words unless they were laced with sarcasm so heavy it made your knees weak.” He pointed at me. “If you were a fucking idiot, I’d’ve told you you’re a fucking idiot.”

A chuckle escaped my lips at that. “Then I suppose I should be glad you didn’t think so.” More relaxed, I gestured to the man. “Why did you help us, though?”

“I wanted to see your records, and I needed the aid of the Dwarves.” Arthur answered.

“Truthfully?” I asked him in a small amount of disbelief. “Seeing our old records doesn’t seem like much of a reward, and our aid in return would’ve been a guarantee. Regardless of if you had requested it or not. We know how to pay our debts. It just so happens that this is a debt that I doubt will ever be repaid. At least, not in my lifetime or any coming generation.”

“There is no debt to pay.” The man replied softly. “Just do what you can if others are in a similar situation. Don’t wait in the wings watching because you fear what may happen to you.”

“Very well.” I studied him for a moment. “I think I assumed many things about you, Sir Arthur. I was wrong to do so. Thank you for saving me and my people.”

He looked at me. “I just did what I wish several others had done for me but never did.” I didn’t know what to say to that, but he quickly continued. “You’re welcome, General. Please keep this discussion between us. I’d rather not deal with more inquiries from certain parties.” Arthur’s eyes drifted toward the front of the convoy.

“Of course. Please know that the Queen, Prince Vitar, and Lady Turiel are all looking into several of your requests. Was there anything else you’d like to know, or perhaps you’d like to ask them?”

Arthur considered my words for a moment before he spoke. “Yes. If you wouldn’t mind, there is another request or two I’d like to make.”