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Lumic swatted his ass. “Quite the cockstand you have going on, dear.”
“Lumic, come on. Please, son. I’m right here.” Kershai sighed raggedly.
“And you don’t have to drop eaves!” Lumic waved off and sidled into the back of the cart while Kimbal readied his mule. The solid-black beast turned red eyes to his master almost balefully but delighted at a nibble of dried fruit from his palm before adjusting his hooves.
“I do love him, you know.” Askara shot Kershai a grin.
“I know you’d die for him, and that’s enough.”
Chapter Twenty-Seven
Lumic
Sitting around had grown boring, and his wings were weak and ached profusely any time he tried to fly. Despite this, he yearned to fly, to explore, and to observe. Especially since the thalmway had finally breached his part of the kingdom.
In the distance, the road, once a thread of bare earth between two expanses of forest and farmland, split in two, a buffer between road and a new path. They’d considered widening the existing road, but spooking horses and mules was a bad idea. It was a little more work, but the rewards would be amazing for years to come.
Geothalmists and phytothalmists, those with magic, honed in the art of moving earth and plant life, made quick work of shifting the existing tree species. They couldn’t afford to cull open earth so readily and chance flashpine having a place to thrive. They’d choke out everything around them, and Croatens was insanely proficient at keeping the foul wood at bay.
That morning, escaping his father was a simple feat, excusing himself from breakfast after Askara left to tend to the incoming omegas, the first wave of them being moved into the dormitories.
The train had come that morning, half a mile off from the city limits, but waiting for the rail to be built up to unload them would have been days that a short cart ride would have solved.
Lumic flew from a parapet much to the chagrin of palace guards who sent an alpha after him with swears and shouts. Despite all the fuss, it wasn’t a guard that caught up with him when he landed on the local merchant’s guild roof. A flutter of white wings, shaped like that of the northern seabirds, ended with light feet settling beside him.Ingred.
Lumic glanced over, watching him brush back his finger-length silver hair, focusing green eyes shaped like Kershai’s, all the rest of him the alpha image of Pallosar. “Brother.”
“Hm.” Ingred grunted in acknowledgement before dipping his head, his short, pointed horns curved slightly forward, tips upturned rather like a rock lamb.
“Here to stop me from spying on the thalmway construction?” Lumic eyed Ingred suspiciously.
“No. I am curious, too. They bring a new contraption today that will make a large part of my duties inconsequential.” The news didn’t seem to put Ingred off at all. In fact, something akin to relief lit his pretty green eyes.
“Ah. They say you always did your job poorly.” Lumic grinned as he slanted his gaze, earning a sly grin in return, if unenthusiastic. “But I know better.”
“Do you, now?” Ingred surveyed the landscape and squinted into the distance.
“What part did you play?”
Ingred’s cheeks pinkened. “Our lady goddess speaks to me and has for some time. As I know, her sister spoke to you. I enjoy lazing about in her warmth, and she promised me much joy in sloth if I were to respond to Alluin as needed and ensure his son didn’t get taken back.”
“That’s an awfully complicated plot for you, Ingred.”
The alpha grunted and shrugged. “And now I get to have my sloth and freedom. I can find myself a woman with an enormous posterior and settle down to have a dozen children.”
“Really? No judgement, brother, if that’s your thing.” Lumic stretched his back and took a deep breath that ultimately didn’t sate him.
“Of course not. A dozen is too many. I have envisioned myself having a wife and being more clerical. With the telecom they’re bringing, I can do the majority of my job from the castleand my wing. I’m free to ensconce myself in paperwork where I need not interact with people face-to-face. I find it tiring.”
“In any case, I thank you, Ingred. I know I can trust you.” Lumic stretched once more, readying his wings for another short flight before Ingred glanced down and hummed to himself.
A quick peek at his line of sight brought Lumic’s gaze upon a rather plump young woman, the merchant guildmaster’s daughter. “Fly down with me and accompany us to go see the thalmway. I’ll summon a carriage.”
“You devious little snatchpurse! You wanted a chaperone…” Lumic huffed and rolled his eyes before flitting down after Ingred with a huff of exhaustion. He really shouldn’t have tried flying to begin with. But, with his presence, Amarie, his conquest, couldn’t turn him down for impropriety. The girl was very strict in that she waited for her mate.
A few smooth words and an offered arm later, and Ingred swept her by the merchant’s guild to inform her pater of their journey and off they went.
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