ULTRAMagic Interlude - Chapter 18
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“Don’t worry, Dunja, I’ll be right here with you” Englehart reassured as the two stood outside the throne room.
She took a deep breath. “Right. This feels strange…”
“There’s nothing to fear. In fact, I went out of my way to keep your seat in tip top condition.”
“Really? Did you anticipate me coming back?” Dunja received a look that said ‘yes’ in the most blunt way possible. She opened the doors and was overwhelmed with a wave of nostalgia. “You know what? I missed this place.” The two sat down at their thrones, with Dunja letting out a massive sigh of relief.
“Shall we start today’s royal court meeting?”
Dunja paused for a second, then nodded. “Sure.”
Englehart focused for a second and sent a cloud of blue energy from his hand that went over to a device on the far wall. A bell began chiming with a light calmly turning on and off. It was a neat little system that alerted the royal court to when Englehart wanted to conduct a meeting. This had been implemented after Dunja left, in case an emergency had arisen. It was the brainchild of Radovan and Rose and worked fantastically throughout the years. Soon the Duke and Duchess, the councilors, and Blood-Wraith arrived, taking their seats after greetings were conducted.
“Well ain’t this a site for sore eyes, a court meeting with the queen,” Drazhan pointed out.
“Indeed, General Thornefield,” Radovan agreed. “The past couple of days have been quite the wild turn of events.”
Octavius had a bewildered look on his face. “Honestly I thought the next time we’d see Dunja would be with her and Gratiana storming the tower. I’m glad that didn’t come to pass…”
Dunja laughed. “Octavius, trust me when I say Torunn would have never let that happen… Hey, where’s Barna?”
“Sorry I'm late!” He announced as he entered the room. “I heard the alarm, but I was in the middle of showing Aureolus a welding technique.”
“No worries, brother,” Englehart reassured. “We haven’t quite started yet either way”
Rose straightened out her frock coat and cleared her throat a little. “Well before we start, since we have a lot to discuss, I have a question for the king.”
“Go ahead, Rose.”
“In regards to Kresimira and Corentin, will you be presiding over my daughter’s wedding?”
Englehart nodded. “Indeed. This has already been arranged. Given that Corentin will be ready to take the throne if anything should happen to Dunja and I, I figured this warrants my presence, haha.”
Something obvious then occurred to Blood-Wraith. “Wait a second, what about Barna? Couldn’t he take over if need be?”
“Two reasons, lad,” Barna answered. “One, I still don’t have a spouse. Two, I’m a blacksmith and a farrier, not a ruler.”
“Englehart has tried to convince Barna multiple times, son,” Radovan added.
“Getting married or succeeding the throne?” Drazhan quickly cut in. This made everyone laugh, to Barna’s chagrin.
While Barna shook his head, Dunja pounded her fist on her arm rest. “OH, shoot, I forgot about the thing… oh boy…”
“What is it, dear?” Englehart inquired.
“It’s that thing I mentioned at the colosseum yesterday…” She took a deep breath. “Everyone? I did something questionable in Shadowland.”
This caught everyone’s attention. “I don’t mean to be rude, your majesty,” Drazhan interjected. “...but hasn’t that been the case for at least the past decade or so?”
“Ah…you… well played. Ahem, I mean I did something that Milosh suggested, aside from the whole ‘overthrow The Iron City’ bit…”
Theobold rubbed his temples. “I can’t wait until we are rid of that heathen…”
“...I created a son for me and Englehart through void magic.” This shocked everybody, with some nearly choking on their spit.
Englehart looked at his wife with wide eyes. “I was not expecting this. I’m going to need a bit of explanation…”
Dunja took another deep breath. “So that rat Milosh, being obsessed with subversion and whatever nonsense ideology he’s peddling this week, proposed that I create an ‘heir’ to ruin Englehart’s reputation…”
“Outsiders…” Barna grunted.
“How did he expect you to go about doing this, Dunja?” Caius questioned.
Dunja groaned. It was something that made her cringe just thinking about it. “That impotent freak originally wanted me to sleep with him…”
“I take it the rumors are false then?” Englehart questioned. “That you slept with Milosh?” His tone indicated that the subject had been bothering him for some time.
“Do you know how badly I wanted to behead that liar over his claims? In hindsight I should have… Whelp, might as well get this off my chest: The other rumors that I spent a few nights with Andelin and Gratiana are true. I’m not proud of it, but at the same time…” Radovan cleared his throat loudly, pointing to Blood-Wraith who was starting to look nervous. “RIGHT! Too much information…”
Truthfully Englehart was not bothered by this revelation… he was not happy in the slightest, but it was in the past regardless. The father was not Milosh and Dunja could not conceive a child with the two women… presumably. “You mentioned void magic, dear. How did that play into this plot of sorts?”
“My plan B. Despite all of my shenanigans, I did not want my first child to be with anyone but you… I’m aware of the irony in hindsight. I still felt loyalty to The Iron City deep in my heart, so I cast a spell that called on the potential for us to bear a child. What appeared was a young man named Albrecht Schindewolf.”
Everyone appeared to be deep in thought over this. Englehart could feel his heart ache a tiny bit. “What happened to the boy? Is he alright?”
“I quickly realized that I couldn’t use him in Milosh’s braindead scheme. He was too pure and even I knew that was cruel. Before he had become fully cognisant, I gave him the pseudonym of Allan Erkstrom and left him with Torunn. Furthermore, I implanted false memories that he was an orphan drop off. And since this was after Torunn had left us, Milosh naturally tried to reprimand me. I responded in kind by threatening to execute him and ordered him to drop the plan all together. You wouldn’t believe how much of a coward he is, despite all of his bravado.”
While everyone was relieved, Barna had a feeling of familiarity. “Wait, hold up a second! You don’t mean our Allan, do you?”
Dunja nodded with a guilty look on her face. “Yup.”
“Huh… jeez, I always wondered why he looked and sounded like a Schindewolf…”
Englehart was still a bit worried. “I presume he’s doing well, brother?”
“Oh absolutely, the lad’s doing fine. Claudius has praised his hard work and I’d say he’s got a knack for leadership.”
“Then we shall make that another priority for your upcoming mission. Dunja, can you bring our son home?”
“Absolutely,” the queen agreed. “He’ll be here safe and sound, I promise.”
Something about this was not sitting right with Regnault. “That’s all well and good, but Dunja; You’re implying he may have formed an attachment to Torunn. How do you plan to deal with that?” It was a valid point and Theobold nodded in agreement.
Dunja thought about that for a moment, as it was something she had not initially considered. “Well, I did consider dissolving the Blades and reforming them, with Torunn being one of the new members, if not the leader.”
Blood-Wraith was intrigued. “Does that mean they’ll work with us?”
“I have no idea, Blood,” Dunja answered as she slouched on her throne. “Torunn? Probably. Andelin? Hard maybe. Gratiana? I have no idea. She stuck with me back in Shadowland, but she was also the most proud and most likely did that because she could not stand Milosh. She is a very complicated individual, with history going all the way back to the fallen kingdom of Feuerland.”
Octavius looked around at the others, gauging what they thought. “Well I trust you and Barna will figure out the best course of action for this predicament. If you’ll pardon my judgment, I’d dare say this subject has run its course for now. There are a bunch of potential decrees we still need to discuss…”
“Right you are, councilor,” Englehart confirmed. “We’ll have to put a pin in the Shadowland discussion for now…” Rose handed him several papers that he then handed to Dunja. “Now my dear, would you like to do the honors?”
She felt a little embarrassed. “Aw shucks, let’s see then…” Dunja looked through the documents as she sat upright. “Now what’s this about a Trench Unlight?”
“Ah yes, that,” Rose replied. “Thora and I discovered the old research of Deimos and established communication with a team tasked with exploring this new realm.”
“Uncle Deimos is looking for new people to explore the Abyssal Unlight since the old crew has been at it for too long” Blood-Wraith added.
“Alright then, I’d say this is a go,” Dunja decided. “Jeez, I knew there was some scary stuff in the Deep Unlight, but I had no idea it went that deep…”
“Abyssal Unlight expedition volunteers is now pending” Radovan stated. “The council shall now vote. All for? Any opposed…? Decree passes 5-0 vote.” He then stamped a paper on his table.
“Hey, wait!” Blood-Wraith interrupted. “Can I vote on the next one?”
“I… don’t see why not,” Octavius responded. “Your majesty?”
“Since most of the current matters are straightforward, I’m fine with it. Radovan? Rose?” They both nodded.
Blood-Wraith looked very excited. “Alright, so what’s next?”
Drazhan cleared his throat. “I’d like to bring up our resource concerns. We’re not running out, far from it-but the great hunt did cut into our supplies. I don’t want to go anywhere near The Roaring Mountains and it feels wildly inappropriate to go pester our newfound woodland neighbors. What I’m thinking of is Deadman’s Pass, on the way to Shadowland. There’s a whole bunch of resources on our side… that were seized by Milosh. I was just thinking since we have the queen back under our wings…” It was abundantly obvious what he was indicating.
“Um, yeah-forgot about that.” Dunja replied. “By all means, have at it. I just need to get rid of the spell I put on the area to protect it”
“Well that’s no problem as we can take care of it on the way to Shadowland” Barna pointed out.
“I don’t want to wait that long, but now might not be a good time to go after it,” Drazhan pondered to himself.
“We probably should wait, General,” Theobold pointed out. “I’d imagine Milosh will be up in arms over what just happened. Let’s focus on aiding King Sten in getting a foothold on his kingdom for now.”
“Good point, Captain General. Radovan?”
“Alright then, Deadman’s Pass resource acquisition is now pending” Radovan stated once again. “The Council shall now vote. All for? Any opposed…? Decree passes 6-0 vote.” Another paper was stamped.
The rest of the meeting went smoothly from that point on. The majority of the issues were things that needed to be tackled because of the Great Hunt. All of it was fairly uneventful, but Blood-Wraith did not care. He was just happy to see Dunja happy and she was legitimately enjoying being back with her friends and family. After the meeting, Dunja and Englehart went for a walk around the city while Radovan and Rose took Blood-Wraith home. They were very proud of him for the discipline he displayed during the meeting.
“Anyone home?” Radovan called out as they entered the mansion
Dragoslava appeared from the hallway. “Hey dad, hey mom. Blood! Just who I wanted to see. Where were you? I’ve been looking all over for you…”
“He was at his first, proper royal meeting, with Dunja in attendance today” Rose answered. “We allowed him to vote on the decrees and he did an excellent job.” Blood-Wraith looked really proud.
Dragoslava smiled. “Well then, you become more of a knight as we speak. Blood, would you like a present, a sort of really late birthday gift?”
“A present? What is it?”
“Well come with me and I’ll show you…”
“Since you’re doing that, I’ll go get the kitchen ready” Rose said as she began walking in that direction. “Honey, could you go fetch Kresimira, Corentin, Valentina, Vexation, and Aureolus?” She asked Radovan.
“Certainly. Should I also invite Barna and Corentin?”
“That would be lovely. Drago, is Desislav here at the moment?”
She nodded. “Yup, I’ll send him to the kitchen when we’re done…” Dragoslava called out as she led Blood-Wraith down the hall.
Dragoslava’s room was quite spacious, but this was primarily because she had been clearing it out. Either way, it was quite big and cozy. Her desk was on one side while her bed was on the opposite. Blood-Wraith liked it a lot as it felt very welcoming. It definitely needed some decorating, however. At the far end near the window was Desislav, standing next to some boxes. He was looking a lot better than he did a week prior.
“Hey, Blood! Have we got a surprise for you…” he announced as he pushed a box over.
“Ooh, what is it, what is it?”
Dragoslava opened it up and revealed it was full of action figures. “Here you go, my old toys, just for you…” She could see his eyes light up, which made her feel warm and happy.
“Oh cool!” Blood-Wraith exclaimed as he picked up the golden action figure and began messing around with it. “Thank you, sister! Are you sure you want me to though?”
“Yes. Trust me, Blood, they’re just going to sit around collecting dust… plus I need the room. I figured you and Aureolus can have fun with them.”
Desislav chuckled. “Also it’d be a little strange for a grown couple to have a bunch of kid’s toys laying around.”
“Ha, I see… Hey, what about that dragon toy?” Blood-Wraith asked, pointing to a shelf.
“Ah, him… that one I’m going to hang onto, Blood,” Dragoslava answered. “He’s a bit special.”
Blood-Wraith realized why this was the case. “Oh… here, let me do something real quickly…” He got up, went to the toy, and waved his hand in front of it. A shadowy dragon figure made of metal appeared around it in a flurry of sparks. It was like it had always been a part of the action figure all along. “There we go!”
Dragoslava and Desislav were amazed by this transmutation, with both of them going to inspect it. “Incredible…” Dragoslava remarked. “Blood, since when did you get this good? Also jeez, pull at my heartstrings much? Haha.”
Blood-Wraith chuckled. “No idea, it just came to me.”
Next: Chapter 19
ULTRAMagic Alternate © 2022 William Ford II (ChaoticTempleKnight)
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“Don’t worry, Dunja, I’ll be right here with you” Englehart reassured as the two stood outside the throne room.
She took a deep breath. “Right. This feels strange…”
“There’s nothing to fear. In fact, I went out of my way to keep your seat in tip top condition.”
“Really? Did you anticipate me coming back?” Dunja received a look that said ‘yes’ in the most blunt way possible. She opened the doors and was overwhelmed with a wave of nostalgia. “You know what? I missed this place.” The two sat down at their thrones, with Dunja letting out a massive sigh of relief.
“Shall we start today’s royal court meeting?”
Dunja paused for a second, then nodded. “Sure.”
Englehart focused for a second and sent a cloud of blue energy from his hand that went over to a device on the far wall. A bell began chiming with a light calmly turning on and off. It was a neat little system that alerted the royal court to when Englehart wanted to conduct a meeting. This had been implemented after Dunja left, in case an emergency had arisen. It was the brainchild of Radovan and Rose and worked fantastically throughout the years. Soon the Duke and Duchess, the councilors, and Blood-Wraith arrived, taking their seats after greetings were conducted.
“Well ain’t this a site for sore eyes, a court meeting with the queen,” Drazhan pointed out.
“Indeed, General Thornefield,” Radovan agreed. “The past couple of days have been quite the wild turn of events.”
Octavius had a bewildered look on his face. “Honestly I thought the next time we’d see Dunja would be with her and Gratiana storming the tower. I’m glad that didn’t come to pass…”
Dunja laughed. “Octavius, trust me when I say Torunn would have never let that happen… Hey, where’s Barna?”
“Sorry I'm late!” He announced as he entered the room. “I heard the alarm, but I was in the middle of showing Aureolus a welding technique.”
“No worries, brother,” Englehart reassured. “We haven’t quite started yet either way”
Rose straightened out her frock coat and cleared her throat a little. “Well before we start, since we have a lot to discuss, I have a question for the king.”
“Go ahead, Rose.”
“In regards to Kresimira and Corentin, will you be presiding over my daughter’s wedding?”
Englehart nodded. “Indeed. This has already been arranged. Given that Corentin will be ready to take the throne if anything should happen to Dunja and I, I figured this warrants my presence, haha.”
Something obvious then occurred to Blood-Wraith. “Wait a second, what about Barna? Couldn’t he take over if need be?”
“Two reasons, lad,” Barna answered. “One, I still don’t have a spouse. Two, I’m a blacksmith and a farrier, not a ruler.”
“Englehart has tried to convince Barna multiple times, son,” Radovan added.
“Getting married or succeeding the throne?” Drazhan quickly cut in. This made everyone laugh, to Barna’s chagrin.
While Barna shook his head, Dunja pounded her fist on her arm rest. “OH, shoot, I forgot about the thing… oh boy…”
“What is it, dear?” Englehart inquired.
“It’s that thing I mentioned at the colosseum yesterday…” She took a deep breath. “Everyone? I did something questionable in Shadowland.”
This caught everyone’s attention. “I don’t mean to be rude, your majesty,” Drazhan interjected. “...but hasn’t that been the case for at least the past decade or so?”
“Ah…you… well played. Ahem, I mean I did something that Milosh suggested, aside from the whole ‘overthrow The Iron City’ bit…”
Theobold rubbed his temples. “I can’t wait until we are rid of that heathen…”
“...I created a son for me and Englehart through void magic.” This shocked everybody, with some nearly choking on their spit.
Englehart looked at his wife with wide eyes. “I was not expecting this. I’m going to need a bit of explanation…”
Dunja took another deep breath. “So that rat Milosh, being obsessed with subversion and whatever nonsense ideology he’s peddling this week, proposed that I create an ‘heir’ to ruin Englehart’s reputation…”
“Outsiders…” Barna grunted.
“How did he expect you to go about doing this, Dunja?” Caius questioned.
Dunja groaned. It was something that made her cringe just thinking about it. “That impotent freak originally wanted me to sleep with him…”
“I take it the rumors are false then?” Englehart questioned. “That you slept with Milosh?” His tone indicated that the subject had been bothering him for some time.
“Do you know how badly I wanted to behead that liar over his claims? In hindsight I should have… Whelp, might as well get this off my chest: The other rumors that I spent a few nights with Andelin and Gratiana are true. I’m not proud of it, but at the same time…” Radovan cleared his throat loudly, pointing to Blood-Wraith who was starting to look nervous. “RIGHT! Too much information…”
Truthfully Englehart was not bothered by this revelation… he was not happy in the slightest, but it was in the past regardless. The father was not Milosh and Dunja could not conceive a child with the two women… presumably. “You mentioned void magic, dear. How did that play into this plot of sorts?”
“My plan B. Despite all of my shenanigans, I did not want my first child to be with anyone but you… I’m aware of the irony in hindsight. I still felt loyalty to The Iron City deep in my heart, so I cast a spell that called on the potential for us to bear a child. What appeared was a young man named Albrecht Schindewolf.”
Everyone appeared to be deep in thought over this. Englehart could feel his heart ache a tiny bit. “What happened to the boy? Is he alright?”
“I quickly realized that I couldn’t use him in Milosh’s braindead scheme. He was too pure and even I knew that was cruel. Before he had become fully cognisant, I gave him the pseudonym of Allan Erkstrom and left him with Torunn. Furthermore, I implanted false memories that he was an orphan drop off. And since this was after Torunn had left us, Milosh naturally tried to reprimand me. I responded in kind by threatening to execute him and ordered him to drop the plan all together. You wouldn’t believe how much of a coward he is, despite all of his bravado.”
While everyone was relieved, Barna had a feeling of familiarity. “Wait, hold up a second! You don’t mean our Allan, do you?”
Dunja nodded with a guilty look on her face. “Yup.”
“Huh… jeez, I always wondered why he looked and sounded like a Schindewolf…”
Englehart was still a bit worried. “I presume he’s doing well, brother?”
“Oh absolutely, the lad’s doing fine. Claudius has praised his hard work and I’d say he’s got a knack for leadership.”
“Then we shall make that another priority for your upcoming mission. Dunja, can you bring our son home?”
“Absolutely,” the queen agreed. “He’ll be here safe and sound, I promise.”
Something about this was not sitting right with Regnault. “That’s all well and good, but Dunja; You’re implying he may have formed an attachment to Torunn. How do you plan to deal with that?” It was a valid point and Theobold nodded in agreement.
Dunja thought about that for a moment, as it was something she had not initially considered. “Well, I did consider dissolving the Blades and reforming them, with Torunn being one of the new members, if not the leader.”
Blood-Wraith was intrigued. “Does that mean they’ll work with us?”
“I have no idea, Blood,” Dunja answered as she slouched on her throne. “Torunn? Probably. Andelin? Hard maybe. Gratiana? I have no idea. She stuck with me back in Shadowland, but she was also the most proud and most likely did that because she could not stand Milosh. She is a very complicated individual, with history going all the way back to the fallen kingdom of Feuerland.”
Octavius looked around at the others, gauging what they thought. “Well I trust you and Barna will figure out the best course of action for this predicament. If you’ll pardon my judgment, I’d dare say this subject has run its course for now. There are a bunch of potential decrees we still need to discuss…”
“Right you are, councilor,” Englehart confirmed. “We’ll have to put a pin in the Shadowland discussion for now…” Rose handed him several papers that he then handed to Dunja. “Now my dear, would you like to do the honors?”
She felt a little embarrassed. “Aw shucks, let’s see then…” Dunja looked through the documents as she sat upright. “Now what’s this about a Trench Unlight?”
“Ah yes, that,” Rose replied. “Thora and I discovered the old research of Deimos and established communication with a team tasked with exploring this new realm.”
“Uncle Deimos is looking for new people to explore the Abyssal Unlight since the old crew has been at it for too long” Blood-Wraith added.
“Alright then, I’d say this is a go,” Dunja decided. “Jeez, I knew there was some scary stuff in the Deep Unlight, but I had no idea it went that deep…”
“Abyssal Unlight expedition volunteers is now pending” Radovan stated. “The council shall now vote. All for? Any opposed…? Decree passes 5-0 vote.” He then stamped a paper on his table.
“Hey, wait!” Blood-Wraith interrupted. “Can I vote on the next one?”
“I… don’t see why not,” Octavius responded. “Your majesty?”
“Since most of the current matters are straightforward, I’m fine with it. Radovan? Rose?” They both nodded.
Blood-Wraith looked very excited. “Alright, so what’s next?”
Drazhan cleared his throat. “I’d like to bring up our resource concerns. We’re not running out, far from it-but the great hunt did cut into our supplies. I don’t want to go anywhere near The Roaring Mountains and it feels wildly inappropriate to go pester our newfound woodland neighbors. What I’m thinking of is Deadman’s Pass, on the way to Shadowland. There’s a whole bunch of resources on our side… that were seized by Milosh. I was just thinking since we have the queen back under our wings…” It was abundantly obvious what he was indicating.
“Um, yeah-forgot about that.” Dunja replied. “By all means, have at it. I just need to get rid of the spell I put on the area to protect it”
“Well that’s no problem as we can take care of it on the way to Shadowland” Barna pointed out.
“I don’t want to wait that long, but now might not be a good time to go after it,” Drazhan pondered to himself.
“We probably should wait, General,” Theobold pointed out. “I’d imagine Milosh will be up in arms over what just happened. Let’s focus on aiding King Sten in getting a foothold on his kingdom for now.”
“Good point, Captain General. Radovan?”
“Alright then, Deadman’s Pass resource acquisition is now pending” Radovan stated once again. “The Council shall now vote. All for? Any opposed…? Decree passes 6-0 vote.” Another paper was stamped.
The rest of the meeting went smoothly from that point on. The majority of the issues were things that needed to be tackled because of the Great Hunt. All of it was fairly uneventful, but Blood-Wraith did not care. He was just happy to see Dunja happy and she was legitimately enjoying being back with her friends and family. After the meeting, Dunja and Englehart went for a walk around the city while Radovan and Rose took Blood-Wraith home. They were very proud of him for the discipline he displayed during the meeting.
“Anyone home?” Radovan called out as they entered the mansion
Dragoslava appeared from the hallway. “Hey dad, hey mom. Blood! Just who I wanted to see. Where were you? I’ve been looking all over for you…”
“He was at his first, proper royal meeting, with Dunja in attendance today” Rose answered. “We allowed him to vote on the decrees and he did an excellent job.” Blood-Wraith looked really proud.
Dragoslava smiled. “Well then, you become more of a knight as we speak. Blood, would you like a present, a sort of really late birthday gift?”
“A present? What is it?”
“Well come with me and I’ll show you…”
“Since you’re doing that, I’ll go get the kitchen ready” Rose said as she began walking in that direction. “Honey, could you go fetch Kresimira, Corentin, Valentina, Vexation, and Aureolus?” She asked Radovan.
“Certainly. Should I also invite Barna and Corentin?”
“That would be lovely. Drago, is Desislav here at the moment?”
She nodded. “Yup, I’ll send him to the kitchen when we’re done…” Dragoslava called out as she led Blood-Wraith down the hall.
Dragoslava’s room was quite spacious, but this was primarily because she had been clearing it out. Either way, it was quite big and cozy. Her desk was on one side while her bed was on the opposite. Blood-Wraith liked it a lot as it felt very welcoming. It definitely needed some decorating, however. At the far end near the window was Desislav, standing next to some boxes. He was looking a lot better than he did a week prior.
“Hey, Blood! Have we got a surprise for you…” he announced as he pushed a box over.
“Ooh, what is it, what is it?”
Dragoslava opened it up and revealed it was full of action figures. “Here you go, my old toys, just for you…” She could see his eyes light up, which made her feel warm and happy.
“Oh cool!” Blood-Wraith exclaimed as he picked up the golden action figure and began messing around with it. “Thank you, sister! Are you sure you want me to though?”
“Yes. Trust me, Blood, they’re just going to sit around collecting dust… plus I need the room. I figured you and Aureolus can have fun with them.”
Desislav chuckled. “Also it’d be a little strange for a grown couple to have a bunch of kid’s toys laying around.”
“Ha, I see… Hey, what about that dragon toy?” Blood-Wraith asked, pointing to a shelf.
“Ah, him… that one I’m going to hang onto, Blood,” Dragoslava answered. “He’s a bit special.”
Blood-Wraith realized why this was the case. “Oh… here, let me do something real quickly…” He got up, went to the toy, and waved his hand in front of it. A shadowy dragon figure made of metal appeared around it in a flurry of sparks. It was like it had always been a part of the action figure all along. “There we go!”
Dragoslava and Desislav were amazed by this transmutation, with both of them going to inspect it. “Incredible…” Dragoslava remarked. “Blood, since when did you get this good? Also jeez, pull at my heartstrings much? Haha.”
Blood-Wraith chuckled. “No idea, it just came to me.”
Next: Chapter 19
ULTRAMagic Alternate © 2022 William Ford II (ChaoticTempleKnight)
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