"I knew that, I smelled the sense of another rat, tell me more of what had happened there", Angel Keen said.
"Wow, first you tell me, are all angels as cool as you? I thought they are cold shoulders and somehow strict!" She grinned.
The angel coughed and sat on the narrow chair. She wasn't a pure angel and didn't have to behave like them. And also wasn't an emergency to narrate her story for Asaya! At least not now. Angels couldn't afford lie, no way to avoid it? thus better to be mute in that case.
"It's already daybreak and they must seek you! They won't think about the wood road as long as they see a boat moving along this river". She was trying to change the conversation, but that expression of Asaya forced her to add,
"No, I'm the only one of my kind, you may not be interested in my story", She excused. Actually, she wanted to find friends and talk to someone, but it wasn't the time as she believed. Maybe if she got a chance later, after finishing her mission she would let her know. There was a mysterious secret about herself that she had to discover. Helping these people will lead her to where she belonged.
"As I said, I heard the spells reciting over me, she came out of the blue! Except for Osla, there is another one too and her voice was familiar… I couldn't move more I was a piece of ice. When I heard your voice got able to push myself down. But still, I could feel an invisible chain twisted over me. Still feel that my shoulders are slouched. Whatever those were simply could torture me," Asaya explained. That time she tried to call for help, but not even her tongue was able to implore.
The angel jumped up, made the chair groaning. Like a bird that was frightened of being captured. She was walking along with the small cabin. Fixing the puzzle in her mind.
"I was right there is another one who doesn't allow us to fulfill what we are aiming to, was that voice familiar to you?" To compare the two magicians the female one was more savage. No life she would care about. A pure assassin that howling of her thirst you can smell, spreading even to the utmost horizon. The one who secured the castle with the darkness of her spirit.
Asaya paused watching the concerned angel. "Bashra, I know that voice of her!"
"Who's she?"
"The minister's daugh…" She got interrupted by the angel's gape and forefinger on her lips. Her eyes got teary.
"Hush… that is a holy epithet, don't use it for those nasty demons. She is an immortal can't be that maybe the daughter of an immortal father but not his. They have been using this trick to get close to the king". She closed her eyes and opened them again. Stepped to Asaya's clothes handed them to her and said, "Get dressed".
Asaya froze, those words gave her goosebumps. Asking her that if she is wrong was kind of stupid and light-headed. She was an angel she could track the truth. Although she was strange, still is an angel and a trustful one.
The narrator thought that Pouyeh may be the low man on the totem pole! So the prince could knock him down simply, but a chill leaked into her bones. Prince Shaya didn't show up yet, he might know that this snake in grass be powerful than it seems. Her fingers went numb.
"Don't waste time we are near the Persis border, tonight we must get out of Parthia". The angel said and walked out.
Asaya glared at her arm and whispered, "I'll make you payback for all of this".
***
She came out of the cabin. The straight light rays hit her and she rubbed her gaze out of eyesore. Oria and Anahid were sitting beside each other. Murmuring and looking at Angel Keen while she was sitting near the boat's nose and her weapon placed there leading them forth. Curious about her. Can't wait to question Asaya.
"We are slacking", the angel informed as they passed the border.
"Pouyeh is about to take the whole Parthia and Bashra isn't his daughter", Asaya briefly warned and stood across Anahid's face, and her shadow laid on her. The eyes widened out of shock but by seeing her weakness remained frozen, letting their brain handle all those progress first! Dried, no colored lips and pale skin of her alerted them that yet she is not in a good state. They didn't ask anything had to gather their belongings.
***
Arrived in a port after passing the border and stopped.
Dana was waiting for them with three horses when saw they got off the boat.
Angel Keen tapped the boat with her crystal blade and ordered it to move till reaching the fall.
Dana gazed at Aasya's hand said, "Oh my dear heaven, what happened to your arm? We must do something about it".
Asaya couldn't handle that sticky pain, but had to leave before watches catch them, "There is no time, we must go, and you can't stay here, Pouyeh may become suspicious".
Dana paused and then replied, "Give me a few minutes, I saw a Ziziphus tree nearby". Before leaving took a glimpse at angel Keen. Her similarity with Asaya was describable, but those golden eyes proved to him that this girl isn't a mortal one.
He ran back to the forest! Heard the sound of an owl which was flying down to the river across the sunlight. They used to sleep during the day. Was it really a bird? He thought. The breeze was blowing to make dried leaves dance around. Made the ones on trees rustle and fall to earth.
Dana immediately gathered some of their needs and returned. Started to mash some leaves with the herbs he found there. The clean river stone mixed them in and made a fair paste ready. He led Asaya to have seat on a rock. Removed the cloth around Asaya's arm. Applied it on her wound. The scar was deep and yet bleeding even after got burned again refreshed.
"My lady, right after getting far from danger burn the wound again, someone had put spell on it". Dana's jitteriness could have been readable on his face since he saw the wound.
"Even my holy crystal couldn't defeat her spell, what the hell is that Bashra? Seemed I have to quash the spell by alchemy power. If not she will die soon", Angel Keen thought, but Asaya heard her.
"You think loudly, I can hear you", She teleported her answer, this time enjoyed that although grinned bitterly.
"And I've brought you three horses, you need one more to drive faster". Dana pointed to the angel.
"I can handle that myself, I am Keen". She introduced herself. She whistled afterward. No longer had they heard a horse neigh. A deep black-maned bloodstock horse approached. Their jaws dropped as they saw the Pegasus. The sunlight glowed on him and teased their eyes as the hair on his neck flashed. Galloped out of heavens. Still had the scent of there on him.
"Are you an angel?" The old man asked in his thoughts.
"Keep this secret between us wise man!" She responded to him. Dana lowered his head.
"My mouth got sealed", He responded.
"Wow, Keen you are amazing", Oria said.
"Time to go, you can call him Flash. He is the king of Pegasus kinds". The angel named him.
Dana handed her some paste and said, "If they got dried just add some water and put it on your wound. If you found a green seaweed, it would be better but for now it will help, please just leave now".
They all mounted their horses. Asaya thanked Dana with a hug and with that weak voice of her said, "inform me about the situation in here, send a courier."
Then they started moving to the southeast port, the sea was the best way to get far.