ULTRAMagic Chaos - Chapter 5
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Ealdhelm was relieved to see everyone arrive at city hall. “Adelheid, Ulrich, glad you two could make it.”
“Good to see you’re doing well, Ealdhelm,” Ulrich replied as he took a seat. “Hopefully Wulfric hasn’t given you too much trouble.”
“It’s been the usual…”
Adelheid went straight to Ealdhelm. “How wonderful to see you again, my dearest Ealdhelm.”
He knelt down and kissed her hand. “I feel the same, my love.”
That threw Tusk for a slight loop, causing him to laugh in joy. “Hold the phone! Ealdhelm, did I just hear all of that right?”
“Indeed, Tusk,” he answered with a chuckle. “Is there a problem with that?”
“Well howdy-do! As an aside, I’m getting married when this is all said done.”
Now Ealdhelm was thrown for a loop. “You don’t say! Who’s the lucky girl, Tusk?”
Tusk laughed. “Come on, who do you think?”
“I figured it’d be Donia,” Ultimatum pointed out. “I saw how close you two are when I visited the forest.”
“Well congratulations, Mr. Willfort,” Adelheid said with a light applause. “I’ll have to put together a wedding present for the occasion.”
Tusk shifted his gaze in contemplation. “Hum, I probably should work on getting a present of my own while I’m here…”
“Don’t worry, Tusk, you’ll figure it out,” Razor reassured as he patted him on the back. He then looked around, noticing things were slightly vacant. “Hey, where did the others go?”
“They all retired for dinner,” Ealdhelm answered. “Speaking of which, I had some food arranged in the mess hall. It may not be the most fancy dinner, but it’s better than nothing given how hectic today was.”
“Oh come now, Ealdhelm,” Adelheid replied. “You know I don’t mind. Besides, I’ve grown a bit bored of the more luxurious meals served at the cathedral. You can only have prime cuts and meat pies for so long before they lose their appeal.”
“Well all of that’s fine with me,” Razor interrupted. “It feels like I just ran a Moon Wolf Relay with all the running around we just did.”
That caught Adelheid’s interest, despite the intrusion into the conversation. “A Moon Wolf Relay? Do tell, Mr. Scully.”
“The Moon Wolf Relay is a rite of passage for when we Sunset Wolves turn 16. We run the perimeter of The Unending Forest, mimicking the cycle of the sun and moon.”
“How fascinating…” She was about to ask about the symbolism when she was cut off by a young boy with white hair and purple eyes entering the hall.
“Dad! Dad!”
Ulrich smiled. “Quasar! What are you doing all the way here?”
“Dad!” He shoved a book in his face. “You have to read me a story tonight.”
“Goodness, Quasar!” A man with faded brown hair and old green eyes, wearing an old fashion lab coat said as he caught up, out of breath. “Where do you get all this vigor from?” Notably he had a German accent.
Ulrich lightly cleared his throat to get everyone’s attention. “For those of you that are new, this is Doctor Alfred Schwartz, my champion.”
“A good evening to you all,” Alfred said after a round of greetings. “Quasar, you shouldn’t go running off like that.”
The boy’s father picked him up and set him on his lap. “Aw don’t worry, Alfred. You can’t fault him for wanting a bedtime story.”
Quasar looked over to the podium. “Hey, Aunt Adelheid.”
“Good to see you again, Quasar,” she said with a smile.
“So my boy, you really want a story that bad?” Ulrich asked. Quasar nodded. “You know what? How about we have a little vacation to Droomopolis, since I’m going to be busy working. Does that sound good?”
Quasar nodded again. “Sure, dad! That’d be really cool.”
“Dr. Schwartz? You have free reign of the space station until we get back.”
Alfred was a little surprised, but accepted the responsibility. “Very well, my liege. I shall make sure everything is spick and span for your return.”
Before he could leave, Ealdhelm spoke up. “Keep your eyes and ears open, Doctor. Karnage is up to no good again and Raisa was antagonizing Ultimatum.”
“Duly noted, Ealdhelm. I shall spread word to Leonard and Rahela.” He then vanished into a cloud of sparkling particles.
Ulrich then turned to Tusk and Ultimatum. “Hey, guys? Can Quasar join your guild eventually?”
“So he does have the potential for ULTRAMagic?” Adelheid questioned, receiving a nod in return.
Ultimatum shrugged. “I don’t see why not. I’m sure Blood-Wraith and Deimos would say yes.”
Tusk bent down and leaned on his knees. “So, you think you got what it takes, kiddo?”
“Yes I do, Mr. Willfort,” Quasar replied. “Dad’s been telling me all about what’s been going on. I want to be strong, just like you guys.”
“That’s the spirit. Consider yourself an honorary member of the guild. We’ll promote you to full membership when you’ve got your ULTRAMagic all sorted out.” He then held out his hand. “Shake on it?”
“Thank you, Mr. Willfort,” Quasar answered as he accepted.
Ulrich also shook Tusk’s hand. “You have my gratitude. This little vortex here has been talking about ULTRAMagic nonstop.”
Tusk dusted off his hands. “So what do you think, Ultimatum? We’ve barely started on this little escapade and we already have three new members.”
He smiled and patted him on the shoulder. “A job well done, Tusk. Here’s hoping future recruitment goes this well.”
Razor went over to Quasar and held out his hand. “Nice to meet you, Quasar. I’m Razor Scully. I’m going to be joining the guild too.”
“Nice to meet you too, Razor.” The handshake triggered a very weird sensation in Razor, causing him to vibrate a little.
“Whoa, what was that?”
Quasar burped. “Oops, sorry, Mr. Scully. I ate some of your energy by accident.”
“How…?”
“I’m a black hole.”
Razor looked at him weird. “Come again?”
Ulrich nodded. “My son is a gravitational singularity. What you see before you is his event horizon.”
That was bizarre to hear, causing Razor to take a step back and do a double take. “Uh, Tusk? Haven't you been in one of these gravitational thingies before?”
“I’d prefer not to think back to that escapade, but yes.”
The wolf man took a deep breath. “Incredible…”
“Don’t put your fingers in my mouth,” Quasar cautioned. “It won’t end well.”
Razor nervously chuckled as that was weirdly specific. “No pressure…”
Adelheid had a look of curious amusement on her face. “Truthfully the only thing you’d have to worry about is how long it would take us to reconstitute you, Mr. Scully.”
A timer on the podium went off, with Ealdhelm going to stop the ringing. “Well how about we cease this worrying and put some food in our mouths instead?”
Dinner was quite good, with Ealdhelm having made sure there was enough for everyone. He had provided the food, so the mess hall staff were more than happy to help him prepare all of it. The spread of food was nothing fancy, just a mix of roast beef, barbecued pork, and hamburgers. For sides, there was a choice of fried foods or vegetables. Ealdhelm figured he would have some younger guests along in addition to Adelheid, so he made sure there was some variety. Quasar definitely appreciated the hamburgers and french fries while Adleheid preferred the roast beef and vegetables.
Mizuki and Cyneberht had shown back up and were talking to Ealdhelm and Adelheid, accompanied by the others. Feeling more comfortable, Mizuki had changed into more casual attire. Her skin was red and she had silver hair with beautiful, pearl-colored eyes. Two small horns sat at the top of her forehead, looking like she filed them regularly. Razor would have been lying if he said he did not find her very pretty. The whole group was having a delightful conversation while Tusk on the other hand wanted to speak to Ultimatum alone at the opposite end of the table.
"So, Ultimatum, you hear about the results of Blood and Dunja’s duel?” Tusk asked.
“Yup…” he answered as he took a bite of his burger. “Heard it turned into a wrestling match that Blood lost…”
Tusk chuckled, then ate some more of his pork. “I’m a bit concerned about his mental state. I just know losing is going to mess with him. He was adamant about proving Dunja wrong.”
Ultimatum sighed. “Deimos and Achasiah’s plan worked, but I share your concerns. I’m really hoping Blood is able to pursue a normal childhood, despite everything going on with the guild. Of course, Karnage’s scheming has me gravely concerned that a certain event will come to pass…”
“And what’s that?”
“I can’t say yet. What I will say is that Karnage pursuing ULTRAMagic will be disastrous for us all… ha, pursuing…” The last comment had a degree of venom, like Ultimatum had already been wounded in spirit.
Tusk did not like the sound of that. “Should we stop him then?”
“That’s the part that worries me. I have no idea. I want to, but Leif and Zal-Rint asked me not to. Tusk, Blood-Wraith is Leif’s successor. Do you know what that means?”
“Do I want to know?”
“It means that Leif has plans for him, far into the future and even if they get a bit messy.”
Tusk groaned and shuddered. “I hate it when things get uncertain like this…”
“Ha, how do you think I feel?”
The tension was broken by Ealdhelm, as he could sense what they were discussing. He knew it too. “Hey, you two look uneasy. Why not come on over and join us?”
Tusk and Ultimatum looked at each other and nodded. They needed to get their minds off of the future, so they scooted over to the group. Mizuki asked what was up, leading to the two replying that it was complicated. It was definitely a bit concerning, given that she was going to be potentially joining the guild soon. Ealdhelm wanted to say something to comfort the pair, but he was at a loss just like Ultimatum. Regardless, the rest of the meal went well.
That night, Tusk, Razor, and Mizuki were invited to stay at the monastery of the arbiters. It sat atop an artificial, forested hill in the far north of the city (which was no problem to travel to given the power of the arbiters). Ealdhelm was planning to switch operations to the monastery, so it made sense to have the three sleep there. Plus the cozy, impenetrable nature of the monastery made everyone feel more secure. As for Tusk, it was a wonderful trip down memory lane.
The next morning was fairly calm as it was a day to rest up while Ealdhelm finalized everything. Tusk this opportunity to show Razor and Mizuki around. The monastery was quite fascinating, having traditional, wooden architecture that blended with the techno-organic nature of Droomopolis. Seeing the arbiters in a more casual setting was also fascinating for Razor and Mizuki. Despite their immense power, they felt like regular people. Eventually Tusk brought the two to one of the zen gardens to relax and have some lunch. The garden surprised Mizuki as it had grass and flowers as opposed to something like sand and rocks.
“Training here was quite the privilege,” Tusk said as he looked up at the old oak, reminiscing. “I really hope the arbiters can go back to that.”
“Hey, Tusk?” Razor asked as he flipped through a book he had borrowed. “I was reading about ULTRAMAgic. Is it really this complicated? I’m a little concerned when it talks about stuff like over exerting oneself.”
“I wouldn’t worry too much, Razor. That’s more directed at people from the Cosmos Proper…” Mizuki raised an eyebrow. “...who haven’t had proper training beforehand.”
Razor nodded. “I see. Still, I’m worried about my energy. We wolves eat a lot, you know?”
“Have you had any problems yet?” Tusk questioned.
“No, just a little more hungry at mealtime.”
“The key is to not go overboard with your magic. Just because you’re more powerful does not mean you're invincible…”
“What about Blood-Wraith though? I’ve heard he’s been going crazy with his powers.”
Tusk paused. “Blood is a special case even I’m not sure of.”
“Perhaps he’s meant to have ULTRAMagic?” Mizuki suggested. Truthfully she was a little concerned that they were unsure about Blood-Wraith, given all of the stock they were putting in him.
“Well obviously considering he was created to stop The Lich, return Deimos to his body, and shake things up enough for Shadowland to break free of Milosh’s clutches. Sometimes I wonder if whoever truly created him just gave him ULTRAMagic by default and the fragments were just there to unlock abilities he already had…”
“Would you be surprised if that was the case given his origins?” a familiar voice asked from behind.
This startled Tusk. “Cyneberht! Where did you come from?”
He chuckled. “Waltheof and I would like to speak to you, if you have a moment. You’re welcome to come too, Razor and Mizuki.”
“Sure,” Razor replied. “It’d get me away from this book.” Out of courtesy, Cyneberht snapped his fingers, teleporting the book back to where it came from.
Mizuki also stood up, giving a polite bow. “That would be nice. What shall we be discussing?”
Cyneberht began to lead them towards Waltheof’s room. “This and that, relating to the arbiters. Given all of the hullabaloo with Wulfric, it feels good to talk about to outsiders and get fresh perspectives.”
Tusk moved his jaw back and forth. “I’m going to assume this is in regards to Ealdhelm and his rapport with Adelheid last night.”
“Very astute, Tusk. I’ll admit that there is some context and concerns we’d like to talk about to you. I figure since he’s your godfather, you deserve to know.”
Tusk nodded. “Given that relationships have never been his strong suit, I’d say yes. I’ll admit my memory is a bit fuzzy though.”
“Ealdhelm has been single?” Mizuki wondered. “That’s surprising.”
“Love and romance has not been a concern for the arbiters” Cyneberht explained. “This was until Ealdhelm witnessed the union of Wulfric and Delphine, however.”
Razor had a good idea of what was going on. “Oh, so he wants some of that, helped by realizing he doesn’t have his own kid. Tusk is his godchild, but that’s not a true heir.”
“A very good deduction, Razor,” Cyneberht complimented. “I must admit that I’ve begun to yearn for such a relationship myself. A fair lady in the upper class district has stolen my heart, so it would behoove us to finish this conflict of ours as soon as possible.”
Next: Chapter 6
ULTRAMagic Alternate © 2022 William Ford II (ChaoticTempleKnight)
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Ealdhelm was relieved to see everyone arrive at city hall. “Adelheid, Ulrich, glad you two could make it.”
“Good to see you’re doing well, Ealdhelm,” Ulrich replied as he took a seat. “Hopefully Wulfric hasn’t given you too much trouble.”
“It’s been the usual…”
Adelheid went straight to Ealdhelm. “How wonderful to see you again, my dearest Ealdhelm.”
He knelt down and kissed her hand. “I feel the same, my love.”
That threw Tusk for a slight loop, causing him to laugh in joy. “Hold the phone! Ealdhelm, did I just hear all of that right?”
“Indeed, Tusk,” he answered with a chuckle. “Is there a problem with that?”
“Well howdy-do! As an aside, I’m getting married when this is all said done.”
Now Ealdhelm was thrown for a loop. “You don’t say! Who’s the lucky girl, Tusk?”
Tusk laughed. “Come on, who do you think?”
“I figured it’d be Donia,” Ultimatum pointed out. “I saw how close you two are when I visited the forest.”
“Well congratulations, Mr. Willfort,” Adelheid said with a light applause. “I’ll have to put together a wedding present for the occasion.”
Tusk shifted his gaze in contemplation. “Hum, I probably should work on getting a present of my own while I’m here…”
“Don’t worry, Tusk, you’ll figure it out,” Razor reassured as he patted him on the back. He then looked around, noticing things were slightly vacant. “Hey, where did the others go?”
“They all retired for dinner,” Ealdhelm answered. “Speaking of which, I had some food arranged in the mess hall. It may not be the most fancy dinner, but it’s better than nothing given how hectic today was.”
“Oh come now, Ealdhelm,” Adelheid replied. “You know I don’t mind. Besides, I’ve grown a bit bored of the more luxurious meals served at the cathedral. You can only have prime cuts and meat pies for so long before they lose their appeal.”
“Well all of that’s fine with me,” Razor interrupted. “It feels like I just ran a Moon Wolf Relay with all the running around we just did.”
That caught Adelheid’s interest, despite the intrusion into the conversation. “A Moon Wolf Relay? Do tell, Mr. Scully.”
“The Moon Wolf Relay is a rite of passage for when we Sunset Wolves turn 16. We run the perimeter of The Unending Forest, mimicking the cycle of the sun and moon.”
“How fascinating…” She was about to ask about the symbolism when she was cut off by a young boy with white hair and purple eyes entering the hall.
“Dad! Dad!”
Ulrich smiled. “Quasar! What are you doing all the way here?”
“Dad!” He shoved a book in his face. “You have to read me a story tonight.”
“Goodness, Quasar!” A man with faded brown hair and old green eyes, wearing an old fashion lab coat said as he caught up, out of breath. “Where do you get all this vigor from?” Notably he had a German accent.
Ulrich lightly cleared his throat to get everyone’s attention. “For those of you that are new, this is Doctor Alfred Schwartz, my champion.”
“A good evening to you all,” Alfred said after a round of greetings. “Quasar, you shouldn’t go running off like that.”
The boy’s father picked him up and set him on his lap. “Aw don’t worry, Alfred. You can’t fault him for wanting a bedtime story.”
Quasar looked over to the podium. “Hey, Aunt Adelheid.”
“Good to see you again, Quasar,” she said with a smile.
“So my boy, you really want a story that bad?” Ulrich asked. Quasar nodded. “You know what? How about we have a little vacation to Droomopolis, since I’m going to be busy working. Does that sound good?”
Quasar nodded again. “Sure, dad! That’d be really cool.”
“Dr. Schwartz? You have free reign of the space station until we get back.”
Alfred was a little surprised, but accepted the responsibility. “Very well, my liege. I shall make sure everything is spick and span for your return.”
Before he could leave, Ealdhelm spoke up. “Keep your eyes and ears open, Doctor. Karnage is up to no good again and Raisa was antagonizing Ultimatum.”
“Duly noted, Ealdhelm. I shall spread word to Leonard and Rahela.” He then vanished into a cloud of sparkling particles.
Ulrich then turned to Tusk and Ultimatum. “Hey, guys? Can Quasar join your guild eventually?”
“So he does have the potential for ULTRAMagic?” Adelheid questioned, receiving a nod in return.
Ultimatum shrugged. “I don’t see why not. I’m sure Blood-Wraith and Deimos would say yes.”
Tusk bent down and leaned on his knees. “So, you think you got what it takes, kiddo?”
“Yes I do, Mr. Willfort,” Quasar replied. “Dad’s been telling me all about what’s been going on. I want to be strong, just like you guys.”
“That’s the spirit. Consider yourself an honorary member of the guild. We’ll promote you to full membership when you’ve got your ULTRAMagic all sorted out.” He then held out his hand. “Shake on it?”
“Thank you, Mr. Willfort,” Quasar answered as he accepted.
Ulrich also shook Tusk’s hand. “You have my gratitude. This little vortex here has been talking about ULTRAMagic nonstop.”
Tusk dusted off his hands. “So what do you think, Ultimatum? We’ve barely started on this little escapade and we already have three new members.”
He smiled and patted him on the shoulder. “A job well done, Tusk. Here’s hoping future recruitment goes this well.”
Razor went over to Quasar and held out his hand. “Nice to meet you, Quasar. I’m Razor Scully. I’m going to be joining the guild too.”
“Nice to meet you too, Razor.” The handshake triggered a very weird sensation in Razor, causing him to vibrate a little.
“Whoa, what was that?”
Quasar burped. “Oops, sorry, Mr. Scully. I ate some of your energy by accident.”
“How…?”
“I’m a black hole.”
Razor looked at him weird. “Come again?”
Ulrich nodded. “My son is a gravitational singularity. What you see before you is his event horizon.”
That was bizarre to hear, causing Razor to take a step back and do a double take. “Uh, Tusk? Haven't you been in one of these gravitational thingies before?”
“I’d prefer not to think back to that escapade, but yes.”
The wolf man took a deep breath. “Incredible…”
“Don’t put your fingers in my mouth,” Quasar cautioned. “It won’t end well.”
Razor nervously chuckled as that was weirdly specific. “No pressure…”
Adelheid had a look of curious amusement on her face. “Truthfully the only thing you’d have to worry about is how long it would take us to reconstitute you, Mr. Scully.”
A timer on the podium went off, with Ealdhelm going to stop the ringing. “Well how about we cease this worrying and put some food in our mouths instead?”
Dinner was quite good, with Ealdhelm having made sure there was enough for everyone. He had provided the food, so the mess hall staff were more than happy to help him prepare all of it. The spread of food was nothing fancy, just a mix of roast beef, barbecued pork, and hamburgers. For sides, there was a choice of fried foods or vegetables. Ealdhelm figured he would have some younger guests along in addition to Adelheid, so he made sure there was some variety. Quasar definitely appreciated the hamburgers and french fries while Adleheid preferred the roast beef and vegetables.
Mizuki and Cyneberht had shown back up and were talking to Ealdhelm and Adelheid, accompanied by the others. Feeling more comfortable, Mizuki had changed into more casual attire. Her skin was red and she had silver hair with beautiful, pearl-colored eyes. Two small horns sat at the top of her forehead, looking like she filed them regularly. Razor would have been lying if he said he did not find her very pretty. The whole group was having a delightful conversation while Tusk on the other hand wanted to speak to Ultimatum alone at the opposite end of the table.
"So, Ultimatum, you hear about the results of Blood and Dunja’s duel?” Tusk asked.
“Yup…” he answered as he took a bite of his burger. “Heard it turned into a wrestling match that Blood lost…”
Tusk chuckled, then ate some more of his pork. “I’m a bit concerned about his mental state. I just know losing is going to mess with him. He was adamant about proving Dunja wrong.”
Ultimatum sighed. “Deimos and Achasiah’s plan worked, but I share your concerns. I’m really hoping Blood is able to pursue a normal childhood, despite everything going on with the guild. Of course, Karnage’s scheming has me gravely concerned that a certain event will come to pass…”
“And what’s that?”
“I can’t say yet. What I will say is that Karnage pursuing ULTRAMagic will be disastrous for us all… ha, pursuing…” The last comment had a degree of venom, like Ultimatum had already been wounded in spirit.
Tusk did not like the sound of that. “Should we stop him then?”
“That’s the part that worries me. I have no idea. I want to, but Leif and Zal-Rint asked me not to. Tusk, Blood-Wraith is Leif’s successor. Do you know what that means?”
“Do I want to know?”
“It means that Leif has plans for him, far into the future and even if they get a bit messy.”
Tusk groaned and shuddered. “I hate it when things get uncertain like this…”
“Ha, how do you think I feel?”
The tension was broken by Ealdhelm, as he could sense what they were discussing. He knew it too. “Hey, you two look uneasy. Why not come on over and join us?”
Tusk and Ultimatum looked at each other and nodded. They needed to get their minds off of the future, so they scooted over to the group. Mizuki asked what was up, leading to the two replying that it was complicated. It was definitely a bit concerning, given that she was going to be potentially joining the guild soon. Ealdhelm wanted to say something to comfort the pair, but he was at a loss just like Ultimatum. Regardless, the rest of the meal went well.
That night, Tusk, Razor, and Mizuki were invited to stay at the monastery of the arbiters. It sat atop an artificial, forested hill in the far north of the city (which was no problem to travel to given the power of the arbiters). Ealdhelm was planning to switch operations to the monastery, so it made sense to have the three sleep there. Plus the cozy, impenetrable nature of the monastery made everyone feel more secure. As for Tusk, it was a wonderful trip down memory lane.
The next morning was fairly calm as it was a day to rest up while Ealdhelm finalized everything. Tusk this opportunity to show Razor and Mizuki around. The monastery was quite fascinating, having traditional, wooden architecture that blended with the techno-organic nature of Droomopolis. Seeing the arbiters in a more casual setting was also fascinating for Razor and Mizuki. Despite their immense power, they felt like regular people. Eventually Tusk brought the two to one of the zen gardens to relax and have some lunch. The garden surprised Mizuki as it had grass and flowers as opposed to something like sand and rocks.
“Training here was quite the privilege,” Tusk said as he looked up at the old oak, reminiscing. “I really hope the arbiters can go back to that.”
“Hey, Tusk?” Razor asked as he flipped through a book he had borrowed. “I was reading about ULTRAMAgic. Is it really this complicated? I’m a little concerned when it talks about stuff like over exerting oneself.”
“I wouldn’t worry too much, Razor. That’s more directed at people from the Cosmos Proper…” Mizuki raised an eyebrow. “...who haven’t had proper training beforehand.”
Razor nodded. “I see. Still, I’m worried about my energy. We wolves eat a lot, you know?”
“Have you had any problems yet?” Tusk questioned.
“No, just a little more hungry at mealtime.”
“The key is to not go overboard with your magic. Just because you’re more powerful does not mean you're invincible…”
“What about Blood-Wraith though? I’ve heard he’s been going crazy with his powers.”
Tusk paused. “Blood is a special case even I’m not sure of.”
“Perhaps he’s meant to have ULTRAMagic?” Mizuki suggested. Truthfully she was a little concerned that they were unsure about Blood-Wraith, given all of the stock they were putting in him.
“Well obviously considering he was created to stop The Lich, return Deimos to his body, and shake things up enough for Shadowland to break free of Milosh’s clutches. Sometimes I wonder if whoever truly created him just gave him ULTRAMagic by default and the fragments were just there to unlock abilities he already had…”
“Would you be surprised if that was the case given his origins?” a familiar voice asked from behind.
This startled Tusk. “Cyneberht! Where did you come from?”
He chuckled. “Waltheof and I would like to speak to you, if you have a moment. You’re welcome to come too, Razor and Mizuki.”
“Sure,” Razor replied. “It’d get me away from this book.” Out of courtesy, Cyneberht snapped his fingers, teleporting the book back to where it came from.
Mizuki also stood up, giving a polite bow. “That would be nice. What shall we be discussing?”
Cyneberht began to lead them towards Waltheof’s room. “This and that, relating to the arbiters. Given all of the hullabaloo with Wulfric, it feels good to talk about to outsiders and get fresh perspectives.”
Tusk moved his jaw back and forth. “I’m going to assume this is in regards to Ealdhelm and his rapport with Adelheid last night.”
“Very astute, Tusk. I’ll admit that there is some context and concerns we’d like to talk about to you. I figure since he’s your godfather, you deserve to know.”
Tusk nodded. “Given that relationships have never been his strong suit, I’d say yes. I’ll admit my memory is a bit fuzzy though.”
“Ealdhelm has been single?” Mizuki wondered. “That’s surprising.”
“Love and romance has not been a concern for the arbiters” Cyneberht explained. “This was until Ealdhelm witnessed the union of Wulfric and Delphine, however.”
Razor had a good idea of what was going on. “Oh, so he wants some of that, helped by realizing he doesn’t have his own kid. Tusk is his godchild, but that’s not a true heir.”
“A very good deduction, Razor,” Cyneberht complimented. “I must admit that I’ve begun to yearn for such a relationship myself. A fair lady in the upper class district has stolen my heart, so it would behoove us to finish this conflict of ours as soon as possible.”
Next: Chapter 6
ULTRAMagic Alternate © 2022 William Ford II (ChaoticTempleKnight)
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