Amiria slowly walked threw the vine covered tunnel until a visibly displeased little boy still reciting the Magician's Code came into view. His demeanor instantly changed when his eyes met hers. A youthful grin took over his face and excitment made his little feet bounce up and down on the ground.
"Mistress, you've returned!! Mikel has been waiting for you for such a long time." His tiny body ran up to her with arms wide ready to embrace her. He was much shorter then her. and could only reach up to her hip but that didn't stop him.
He quickly hugged onto her legs, filling up on her warmth and the sweet familiar scent of herbs and gooseberries.
"You did good reciting the code up until now." She glanced down toward him proudly, revealing a beautiful and loving smile. Her hand instinctively ruffled the top of his head until his black hair looked a mess.
The red dot she placed on him to record his progress slowly started to fade into nothingness, leaving smooth skin in its place.
The man from the tomb followed her from behind, silently observing the scene play out infront of him.
He quickly noticed Mikel's ears, and a unexpected joy crept threw him. This 'child of hers' was a spirt beast! How unusual. Not many people would adopt a spirit beast and raise it like a human child.
It was obvious that this child wasn't actually her own, so that means she most likely hasnt been touched by another man yet. The way she acted when he touched her before made it all the more clear to him. She was a virgin. He'd get to be the first to see all the adorable faces she can make when he teased her and that made his ecstatic. He couldn't help but feel incredibly pleased.
He silently laughed to himself, hiding the perverted thoughts he was thinking from showing on his face.
Amiria happily welcomed her sweet child into her arms and picked the child up to place comfortably on her hip.
"I found something when I went exploring that might surprise you, but do keep an open mind, My Love." She turned her body enough so Mikel and herself had a clear view of the man patiently observing them from behind.
Mikel scrunched his brows together, looking clearly confused at what he saw.
Mistress brought back a man? He was one of the best looking men he had ever seen, but he smells.. weird. Not human. He didn't like him the moment he saw him.
"Mistress.. You should put it back where you found it. That thing smells funny." He used his tiny hand to pinch his nose, as if one more sniff and his nose would completely fall of his face.
Amiria couldn't help but laugh out loud at her childs sudden outburst. She felt this small child took after her quite abit.
"Haha! You'll have to get use to the smell, Darling. He will be accompanying us for awhile." She turned her attention to the man, studying his unbothered expression.
What was his name again? That stupid Tomb Rat didn't tell me. How rude! Even after I told him mine first.
"Introduce yourself properly so we know what to call you." It came out like a demand from a master to their servant. She didn't have the energy to play nice for much longer.
An intoxicating smile spread across his face, and his eyes filled with interest. A woman had never demanded his name before. In fact, no woman dared to even look him in the eyes, let alone act like they were superior to him.
"You can call me Zevran".
What an strange name. She had never heard it before. It must be somthing from another kingdom, or a far away land. It was strange, but very pleasant to the ear.
Her tone softened abit, and she looked at him with a slightly kinder expression. Only some one who paid great attention to detail would be able to notice such a subtle change in her.
"Zevran.. this child is Mikel, my apprentice. Do treat him kindly. He is a willful child, but he his very important to me."
Mikel looked up at his Mistress in awe. She said that he was someone important to her! He lovingly snuggled himself closer to her to show his happiness from her words. It might of seemed like nothing to someone else, but Mikel knew how little his Mistress praised others, and it made him feel very important.
Zevran look on at envy at the little boy cuddled up to his wife. That should be his place in her arms! He should be the one snuggled into her breast. He was loosing to a cat of all things!
He hid his frustration well and tried to distract himself by asking what she had planned for them next. It didnt matter to him what she decided, as long as he got to accompany her where ever she went.
He sounded calm and collected. Charm oozing from every word.
"We should leave before anyone finds us waiting here courting our own deaths."
Amiria looked back at him, narrowing her eyes as she spoke.
"Of course we'll leave. I have something I have to buy, so we need to reach the nearest town as soon as possible. You're obviously accustom to this jungle, what direction should we walk?"
He laughed out loud at that. Him walk threw a jungle? That would be a waist of his skills!
"Walk? What kind of man would I be if I made such beauty walk about a disgusting jungle? Let's just use this."
He pulled out a small red cristal from his robe's pocket and presented it to her proudly. It was the size of a pebble, and it sparkled even when the sun didn't shine on it. Magic could be seen swirling around, making its surface look as if it contained a red swirling tornado of smoke.
"What is that?" Amira Inquired. She had never seen such a crystal before.
"Its a teleportation crystal. It will send its user directly to the place the user pictures in their mind." He reached out for her hand and gently placed the crystal onto her palm before continuing his instructions.
"Just picture the place you want to go, then use your hand to crush the crystal. When it crushes, the magic will be released and teleport you. It requires very little magic to use, so it should be easy to cast.
A teleportation crystal? How remarkable! Normally casting a teleportation spell would be difficult for anyone to try and cast. The power someone needed for such a spell would cripple them if they tried and failed.
Amiria nodded her head to show that she understood. She closed her eyes and pictured the city she had developed the Thieves Guild in. A rich and thriving city of a nearby kingdom outside of her father's control. The City Of Gold, the imperial capital city of the Kingdom Mulan.
With the city in mind, she crushed the crystal in her hand making a thick red smoke consume her and her party completely.
The last thing she saw before her vision turned red, was the extremely handsome face of the man infront of her. Zevran's intoxicating and endless eyes peering into her.