After
Crom reached home, he went to his room and went to sleep. He did not bother with announcing his homecoming, he
needed his rest. When Aparthie learned
of his arrival, she immediately entered his room and was scarred at what she
saw. Aparthie requested that some
servants carefully place bandages upon Crom’s bleeding chest without waking him
from his slumber. This was done quickly
and to her liking. She thanked the
servants and they were pleasantly surprised at the acknowledgment of their
work. Appreciation is something they never received.
On a table next to the bed was the necklace that Crom
retrieved from the dragon’s booty, and leaning on it was the two sided axe,
underneath his bed Crom placed the Sword of Omens. He planned to show it to his father later, it would
be a splendid surprise. On the floor,
at the foot of the bed laid the head of the dragon. Aparthie cried as she held her brother’s
hand.
Strom, Ganesh, and Valla entered the room and
Aparthie looked up happy to see she was not alone in the mourning of her injured
sibling. Strom said unto his sister,
“Come, sister, let our brother rest peacefully. I am sure that he will be well by the
morning.” Aparthie reluctantly got up
and left the room with Strom.
“A dragon,” muttered Ganesh with a truly deep sorrow,
“Crom has slain a beast of both ancient and evil powers. Had I but known he was to fact a dragon. . .”
“Rest easy my Lord, the wound Crom took was not a
mortal one, no matter how grievous it seems,” replied Valla most assuredly,
“The beast’s claw seems to have struck Lord Crom’s rib, and nothing more. I do fear, however, that Lord Crom’s rib may
perhaps be broken. The skin is already
in a black nature. I am sure that he
will be sore when he awakens.”
Ganesh, somewhat reassured with Valla’s insight was
still shaken, “A dragon”. He than took a
moment to look upon his son with great pride.
“Come, my friend, let us retire for the evening.”
And the two left the room and walked by each other
down the hall when they ran into an Aparthie that was in much haste. Startled, she said, “I. . .pardon me my
Lords. I wish to sit with Lord Crom for
a while more.”
A smile was born onto Ganesh’s face as he replied,”Are
you a wet nurse or a sister? Very well
child. You are obviously loyal. I bid you a pleasant evening.
Aparthie entered the room occupied by her
injured brother and sat by him the whole evening.
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More Greatest Evil
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