Chapter 25
The feeling of befuddlement left Marissa soon after exiting the underground cavern. Where she once was trying to rationalize the strange meeting they had just had with Fandango, she was now coming to the realization that her initial mission had failed.
She turned to her male companion, "Beaumont, I cannot believe it. I have failed on my quest. I always thought that the mission might have a small chance of failure, but I only assumed that it would occur after months, or even years after searching. Here, we have found something completely opposite from what I set out to discover. We found a mass of land that is totally bereft of Pontia. And we have found out just mere weeks since I left Ducann! How could I have been so wrong with my hypothesis?"
Beaumont turned to look at the upset young mage. No smile graced her face and tears had begun to well up in the corner of her eyes. He looked into her dark brown eyes and felt sorry for his fellow traveler.
He began to speak, "Cheer up, not all is lost. Sure, you did not solve your initial mystery. Instead you have by all accounts found something more valuable. You have found a grove of trees that repulses the creatures! Isn't that something to be happy about?"
"It might be, if the Sylaalian weren't so close to extinction. I dare not share the location of this forest. You know what would happen…"
"I suppose you are right about that." He thought for a moment, "But you did complete a very difficult quest. You crossed the upper half of this continent and arrived at your destination, just as you intended. Isn't that something to be congratulated for?"
"Yes, but I only was able to do it with your help, Beaumont. I really should have been strong enough to handle the trials myself. It was weak of me to ask for assistance. I am a future member of the Protectorate. I should be able to fend for myself."
"But you did fend for yourself! You single-handily disposed of the Pontia infection at the mine. You remember the katabear right? You defended yourself from over ten of those brutes. And you did save me from that one on the hill. Is that not an accomplishment?"
"I suppose…" she quietly replied as she closed her eyes.
"And don't forget how you saved little Elanor in Welton! Look at how you handled yourself in that situation. Selflessly you threw yourself into the danger of the despicable storm to save another life. How courageous! How magnificent!"
The young mage had heard enough, and Marissa ran directly into Beaumont's arms. Her small form hugged tightly around his midsection with an emotional squeeze. With her head buried deep into his chest, she began to whimper. A single tear ran down the side of her cheek and she continued to sob within his grasp.
Beaumont comforted the youthful woman in his arms. As he had done before, he began to softly stroke her jet black hair. Each pass of his hand caused the small cries within her to dissipate. She was calming down, becoming more relaxed.
The young man then felt the weeping Marissa's heartbeat begin to flutter. A tiny beating within her chest began to race.
He peered down to find the young mage looking directly into his eyes. Her dark pupils met his own and time seemed to stand still. The pair stood there motionless staring at each other, oblivious to the world around them.
Marissa rose onto the tips of her toes and Beaumont met her with a soft kiss. He gently pressed against her thin lips and warmth fell over the pair. They both squeezed the other tighter and their embrace became more intense.
The sensation washing over Marissa was pleasant and soothing. Her fears and worries about her quest disappeared, replaced with a wondrous feeling of joy and happiness. The tip of her upper lip tingled with a buzzing sensation. Her eyes remained closed and she felt as though there was nothing is this world other than herself and the man wrapping his arms around her. She felt that she would be forever happy if they were to simply remain in this spot together.
The duo separated from their kiss and looked longingly into each others eyes. Marissa noted that Beaumont too was flushed. His once pale cheeks were filled with bright red, as were his hidden ears. She could hear his trembling heartbeat as they remained intertwined.
His hand rose to hold the right side of her head. She turned and kissed his gloved hand. Tears of happiness drained from Marissa's eyes.
The pair then returned to their embrace, each squeezing the other as tight as they could.
The couple spent the remaining days of the journey leading to Ducann together. The mage, the adventurer, and their two horses casually crossed the countryside on their way to the city of the south.
Beaumont had quickly decided to accompany the lovely young mage back to her home in Ducann. He feigned that his main reason was that he wished to see the city, as he had never seen the inside of her walls. The young man said it would be an honor to escort her home.
In reality, he had found someone to whom he had a strong emotional attachment. She stirred a fire within him that he did not think could be tamed. Wonderful feelings of joy filled his being each time that he looked at her nimble form. His heart would skip a beat each time that he caught a glimpse of her deep brown eyes.
The young man believed that their bond was so strong that he would follow her to the ends of the world and back, if need be. He was determined to follow her wherever she might go.
Marissa was also full with happiness. She had not had any kind of close relationship since she was but a child. It felt wondrous to finally have someone to love and who loved them back. She thanked the Heavens for sending such a dashing young man to be by her side.
The young mage honestly believed that she had found her soulmate. Beaumont was a wonderful man who appeared to deeply care for the young woman. She felt that nothing would be able to separate the two lovers. She also thought that if anything should happen, she would make sure they would be together at any cost.
Continue reading onto Chapter 26
She turned to her male companion, "Beaumont, I cannot believe it. I have failed on my quest. I always thought that the mission might have a small chance of failure, but I only assumed that it would occur after months, or even years after searching. Here, we have found something completely opposite from what I set out to discover. We found a mass of land that is totally bereft of Pontia. And we have found out just mere weeks since I left Ducann! How could I have been so wrong with my hypothesis?"
Beaumont turned to look at the upset young mage. No smile graced her face and tears had begun to well up in the corner of her eyes. He looked into her dark brown eyes and felt sorry for his fellow traveler.
He began to speak, "Cheer up, not all is lost. Sure, you did not solve your initial mystery. Instead you have by all accounts found something more valuable. You have found a grove of trees that repulses the creatures! Isn't that something to be happy about?"
"It might be, if the Sylaalian weren't so close to extinction. I dare not share the location of this forest. You know what would happen…"
"I suppose you are right about that." He thought for a moment, "But you did complete a very difficult quest. You crossed the upper half of this continent and arrived at your destination, just as you intended. Isn't that something to be congratulated for?"
"Yes, but I only was able to do it with your help, Beaumont. I really should have been strong enough to handle the trials myself. It was weak of me to ask for assistance. I am a future member of the Protectorate. I should be able to fend for myself."
"But you did fend for yourself! You single-handily disposed of the Pontia infection at the mine. You remember the katabear right? You defended yourself from over ten of those brutes. And you did save me from that one on the hill. Is that not an accomplishment?"
"I suppose…" she quietly replied as she closed her eyes.
"And don't forget how you saved little Elanor in Welton! Look at how you handled yourself in that situation. Selflessly you threw yourself into the danger of the despicable storm to save another life. How courageous! How magnificent!"
The young mage had heard enough, and Marissa ran directly into Beaumont's arms. Her small form hugged tightly around his midsection with an emotional squeeze. With her head buried deep into his chest, she began to whimper. A single tear ran down the side of her cheek and she continued to sob within his grasp.
Beaumont comforted the youthful woman in his arms. As he had done before, he began to softly stroke her jet black hair. Each pass of his hand caused the small cries within her to dissipate. She was calming down, becoming more relaxed.
The young man then felt the weeping Marissa's heartbeat begin to flutter. A tiny beating within her chest began to race.
He peered down to find the young mage looking directly into his eyes. Her dark pupils met his own and time seemed to stand still. The pair stood there motionless staring at each other, oblivious to the world around them.
Marissa rose onto the tips of her toes and Beaumont met her with a soft kiss. He gently pressed against her thin lips and warmth fell over the pair. They both squeezed the other tighter and their embrace became more intense.
The sensation washing over Marissa was pleasant and soothing. Her fears and worries about her quest disappeared, replaced with a wondrous feeling of joy and happiness. The tip of her upper lip tingled with a buzzing sensation. Her eyes remained closed and she felt as though there was nothing is this world other than herself and the man wrapping his arms around her. She felt that she would be forever happy if they were to simply remain in this spot together.
The duo separated from their kiss and looked longingly into each others eyes. Marissa noted that Beaumont too was flushed. His once pale cheeks were filled with bright red, as were his hidden ears. She could hear his trembling heartbeat as they remained intertwined.
His hand rose to hold the right side of her head. She turned and kissed his gloved hand. Tears of happiness drained from Marissa's eyes.
The pair then returned to their embrace, each squeezing the other as tight as they could.
The couple spent the remaining days of the journey leading to Ducann together. The mage, the adventurer, and their two horses casually crossed the countryside on their way to the city of the south.
Beaumont had quickly decided to accompany the lovely young mage back to her home in Ducann. He feigned that his main reason was that he wished to see the city, as he had never seen the inside of her walls. The young man said it would be an honor to escort her home.
In reality, he had found someone to whom he had a strong emotional attachment. She stirred a fire within him that he did not think could be tamed. Wonderful feelings of joy filled his being each time that he looked at her nimble form. His heart would skip a beat each time that he caught a glimpse of her deep brown eyes.
The young man believed that their bond was so strong that he would follow her to the ends of the world and back, if need be. He was determined to follow her wherever she might go.
Marissa was also full with happiness. She had not had any kind of close relationship since she was but a child. It felt wondrous to finally have someone to love and who loved them back. She thanked the Heavens for sending such a dashing young man to be by her side.
The young mage honestly believed that she had found her soulmate. Beaumont was a wonderful man who appeared to deeply care for the young woman. She felt that nothing would be able to separate the two lovers. She also thought that if anything should happen, she would make sure they would be together at any cost.
Continue reading onto Chapter 26
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