It took moments till he came back and they left the strange place. As they arrived back to the surface of the observatory he said, "Please excuse me I must pick up a book".
He went to his library and got back with an old book, thrust it into his bag, "Ready to go".
"What happened to your face?" Tamina asked as noticed his forehead was sweating and his face looked red.
"Wow, you finally show some attention to me, I'm fine, didn't sleep last night might be a bit tired", smiled and walked forth.
Tamina tightened her eyes and sighed. One of Viro's pupils brought a Taitor down the stairs, a young boy in his twenties, and said, "We will work on the stingray, be safe master", Viro tapped him on the shoulder and mounted on, thenceforth the young boy watched them galloping through the desert.
*
"Turn the bridles to the tents", Tamina commanded.
"Are you about to warn the nomads?" Viro asked with disinterest.
"Do you have any problem?" She replied.
Viro had no intention to simply walk around while carrying such a treasure which can save life or take it and must be out of reach from greedy eyes, then he was confused whether it could save Taramus or not, but what about Farya? If Betria catches the crystal he would open the gate immediately and fire will increase and burn all the dried plants. He needed to do something before everything goes wrong because didn't trust Elendeer.
They rode along the road, two riders were coming to them slowed down their speed, and stopped.
"Your majesty, welcome here". The big-sized man carrying a mace greeted her.
"I need to see master Jazoua", she stated.
"The patriarch has been expecting you, my lady", the man answered and rolled his head down softly.
She wondered, but Viro simpered and said underneath, "they knew it and did nothing". But the princess couldn't force such a big clan to help them take back the throne or hold it away from Betria so she wasn't asking that, but a war between them and demons. This one isn't personal at all, but a national threat.
They crafted the lariat and galloped to the tent part. The princess and her companies followed the wards. The man wore fine gray thick fabrics while their bare arms glowed with gold armlets with the heads of eagles on each end edges. Their black boots hard and safe enough to protect the foot from cold and iron pieces although those muscles made them capable to live in a rough climate or lifestyle. All of the nomads get a tattoo on the middle of both eyebrows, three dots, and an arrow, symbols that mean, "Stay vigilant, but keep being wise". The arrow shows that they are always ready and the dots prove intelligence. If they enter all around the planet will be behaved well, honored, and of course recognizable due to that symbol on their forehead. The natural-born astronomers, intrepid to defeat the dark.
They dismounted and some men took the Taitors, a throng already had appeared in the entrance of each black tent. They walked among the crowd and the giant man took them to the patriarch, Elendeer and Strandeer stood up out of the tent as the princess avoid them getting in.
A middle-aged lady was sitting on the chair, her hair shaven and tattooed an eagle head, as they were honoring the Edarose race and believed that their spirits had been protecting Taramus since the beginning of the new era because they are the true citizens and guardians of their souls had been contacted to that soil. Tamina rolled her head down in respect. Master Jazoua reached a hand out and invited them to take the seats.
"Welcome princess Tamina, I would rather see you in a better moment, we had found the dead body of the crow in the early morning, he had a note with him and I need to know more about these creatures and the way to kill them". She passed a necklace to the young man who brought them away inside, "My son Deroua, found him", she pointed to the giant man her green eyes glittered seemed very proud of him.
Deroua handed her the necklace which belongs to the crow. As she held it felt more shameful".
"I'm glad you have found the body, I hope we give him a well-deserved funeral about the monsters they die simply with blue fire of black dragon, while hard to be killed by blades and the red fire got no impact on them but will boost their thirst." She alerted.
"You may be well aware that we won't be involved with the throne fight although all the prince had done were wrong and made us against him".
"I know, thank you for being straight and I'm willing you help us repulse them back to the hell they have been coming," she insisted.
"DO you ask for an army?"
"Yes, I will go after help, but to enhance our current situation we need a strong arm to protect Taramus and I can't find no one more loyal than you". She stood up and kneeled toward the old lady. Viro was surprised, he never saw this side of the princess. Deroua shifted his head to his mother also amazed by the princess. "Would you give us the honor of being as the arm of our world?"
Master Jazoua rose and kneed across her, touched the princess chin gently and rolled her face up then said, "Tamina don't show anyone such a frailty", she grabbed her arms and felt the wound under her touch, "stay here tonight I'll show you something, have some rest to gain more stamina and don't worry about the army my son and daughter will stand by Taramus people, keep my words". Helped her to rise again then cried out, "Roxia, are you there?", a stunning muscular lady stepped in, her horse tail hair made her face clear and shining, bony and the burned skin proved she has been spending the whole life outdoor under sunlight and cold freezing weather at the same time.
"Here I am mother", her eyes rolled to the princess, she inherited the eye color of her mother.
"Make them ready we will join the battle".
"Yes, Mother, but we need a week to prepare".
"Do what you must". She bowed to her mother and moved out.
"Words can't describe how grateful I am". She emphasized.
"Deroua takes the princess and her fellows to have some rest, she needs to gain energy for tonight".
"As you command mother".