Rhea yawned as she and her tutor walked away from the pirate lands and into the area that citizens inhabited. Though she was nervous about being in a place she didn’t particularly feel welcome, it was hardly the top of her mind. She’d had a nightmare the night before about who she and Danny were on their way to meet, and he’d been terrifying. She’d never met a god before, and the fact that Danny thought they should see one about the writing on the walls in the wadi had her convinced this one wasn’t going to be happy about her nosing around in them. In her mind, she was about to get the first disciplining she’d ever really gotten from some big, stern, angry god man towering over her.
Shakily, she took a deep breath and sighed, hoping it would relieve some of the anxiety as she clutched her bag of books to her chest as tightly as she could. Knuckles white, she squeezed it, causing Dalai to whine and wiggle and try to find some comfy spot in which to ride where he wouldn’t be turned into linsang jelly. The more he wiggled, the more his fairy shifted her grip, as though she were wringing her hands, until eventually the small creature freed himself of the cloth and jumped to the ground. He knew he’d only slow the party, and he was too lazy to run after them, so instead, he sprinted to the giant (to his eyes anyway) tiger who traveled with Danny.
With a pounce, Dalai was on the tail and running up the predator’s spine until he was comfortably in a stable spot between Sol’s shoulders. Rhea didn’t even notice her familiar’s antics, instead just staring ahead of them as trees upon trees passed and eventually the pair got to the olive grove. It was going to be judgment time. Perhaps it already was, as Rhea could feel the eyes of the other fairies who lived here looking at her strangely, like she didn’t belong. The hair on the back of her neck stood on end as she glanced around her, both taking it in and trying to figure out if they were going to have her arrested. |
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