Chapter Twelve â The Note He Sent
The ball finished faster then what Jack had originally wished for, but for an odd reason he didn't want it to end. He found humour in how the white-haired boy tried to get away from the group of hopeless bachelorettes as they chased him around the ballroom. Or how at the end of the end of the ball Ace passed out against an older woman, who was supposedly in charge of the higher ups in Findara. As much as Jack would like to go to his dad saying how much he really did not want to go to that ball, he found himself wanting to talk about everything he saw. It was like a whole different world within Findara. Jack wanted to talk about everything Ace did. How Ace has a group of rebellions. How Ace is amazing. Jack wanted to see him again, to spend some more time with him, and to learn more about him. He knew he should not say anything about Ace, at least not on the carriage ride back to the forest before going home.
"So, what were you doing there đđ˘đĽđş đđŚđłđ°đŻđŞđ¤đ˘?" Zehra teased as Vulpecula wiped down a bloody dagger.
"I was making a five-course meal." Vulpecula said nonchalantly, not bothering to look up.
"You better not leave any evidence." Leo Percy shouted up from outside where he steered the horses.
"I was a professional cleaner in my past life, don't you worry about it!" Vulpecula shouted back.
"And where were you?" Zehra asked nudging, smirking at Jack who sat across from her.
"I had a chance to meet Ace." Jack smiled and Vulpecula took interest and smiled along with Zehra.
"Oh! What happened?!" Eris and Leo Percy exclaimed at the same time as they approached the forest, slowly making the horse come to a halt.
"I had so much rage seeing him at first, then the moment I looked into his eyes, I felt all the prejudice and hate towards Findara disappear for a moment. His eyes were so soft and wide, he looked like he's been hurting for a while now. He looks so tired. When I watched the group sneak off to the forest, I noticed how he felt relieved." Jack explained as they all stepped out of the carriage.
"Wait Ace watched them leave?" Zehra asked as Jack nodded his head.
"He wants to break free from the norms of killing people that don't fit 'their' views. There was someone he waved to, he looked happy that they were leaving." Jack explained, smiling.
"He has that look in his eyes." Eris said as the group gathered in front of Jack and stared at his eyes, making him very uncomfortable.
"Oh my! He does!" Zehra exclaimed as Jack's cheeks went red.
"I have no clue what you are talking about." Jack huffed as he walked over to the horses to pet them. He knew they were right; he did have that look in his eyes. Jack could not help it. His mind has not forgotten the sight of Ace in the moonlight. Every time he thinks about the Findarian, his heart skips a beat or two. It felt like he was about to have a heart attack, but in the most delightful way ever.
"You can tease him about it later. You all really need to start meeting everyone in the forest and talk about what Leo Percy found in the war room. Leave the horses be, I will attend to them so they're safe." Sellandia stated making the group jump at her sudden appearance, but quickly obeyed.
"Just a full-on warning before we get any deeper into the woods: ignore the screams." Jack warned making Zehra and Leo Percy huddle close to each other, afraid of what would come. Jack looked over his shoulder as he led the group through the forest every once in a while, to see their expression. It was much like his when he first entered through the layers of the forest. By the time they got to the screams, Jack let out a chuckle to see everyone wince at the horrid noise. Even Jack got shivers down his spine when he decided to listen to the screaming winds.
"If I had known beforehand that the forest was this deep I would have brought a pair of flats, but no. Now my new heels are ruinedâŚ" Zehra huffed angrily before noticing everyone had disappeared except for Leo Percy who stood next to her. "Um⌠Percy? Where is everyone?"
"I'm not too sure. I was paying attention to the screams. I thought I heard my brother for a moment." Leo Percy mumbled as his eyes focused onto the distance.
"But Percy, he died-" "Eight years ago. I know, but I just heard him over there. Martin? Martin!" Leo Percy exclaimed as he rushed off into the screams.
"NO! Percy he's not- Mom?!" Zehra questioned as a wind that sounded like her mother's scream rushed by her. Zehra quickly whipped around and ran in the opposite direction of Leo Percy. "Wait, come on Zehra. She died ages ago. We need to find Leo Percy." Zehra said to herself as she turned around to walk back to Leo Percy, only to find out she's lost. She took one deep breath in and tried to listen to Leo Percy's shouts for his deceased brother. Suddenly the screams vanished and right when Zehra was about to run off to Leo Percy, a hand grabbed her wrist. Frantically Zehra turned around to find her mom holding onto her.
"đđŠđş đĽđŞđĽ đşđ°đś đŹđŞđđ đŽđŚ?" Her mother's voice screeched, making Zehra drop to the ground, covered her eyes, and screamed back at her mom. It wasn't long until someone embraced her with a warm hug that blocked out the harsh cold winds. Zehra screamed again trying to push back whoever held her close.
"It's okay, I got you now." Leo Percy said as he held her tightly. Zehra uncovered her eyes slowly to see no one around her but Leo Percy who held her.
"I- I was going to go get you and-" "I know. He got me before I ran off a ditch and landed onto spikes." Leo Percy said as he let Zehra go to reveal a barefooted guy with a lantern.
"Hi, I'm Drayde. Let's get you out of here before anything else happens." Drayde smiled as he offered a helping hand to Zehra. "I'm terribly sorry about the illusions and screams."
"No need to apologize. Jack did give us a full warning about the screams." Zehra said as she wiped her tears away and gladly took his hand.
"Here let me clean you two off really quick." Drayde said as he waved his hand over the two Asterians. Leo Percy and Zehra watched in awe as the mud was pulled away from their clothes, face, and armor and placed carefully onto the ground.
Meanwhile inside the forest where the mystical creatures roamed freely, Lilith and Gwen were happily talking to one another. Lilith had finally introduced her lover to Gwen and Gwen was able to talk about how she discovered her magical abilities. "You idiot!" A loud voice yelled over Gwen's and Lilith's conversation. Lilith looked over to Zehra who just hit the back of Jack's head.
"I thought you were paying attention! You usually are!" Jack said to his defense.
"I was! To the screams!" Zehra yelled as Leo Percy tried to hold her back.
"That was the one thing I said not to pay attention to!" Jack exclaimed, this caught the attention of the baby witches and wizards who drew their attention from the runaway Findarians to the yelling Asterians.
"Hey now. Cut it out you two! We have business to attend to. You can fight once you are in the castle." Vulpecula called out as she stood between the two. Zehra looked down to the floor, ashamed of her immaturity and Jack nodded his head as he apologized to the people around him. Vulpecula guided the group over to the common area where Sellandia waited patiently with the Findarians to talk over what would be happening with the group. Eris was found playing with the young children of the forest, which warmed the heart of Sellandia and Drayde. They knew it would be only a matter of time before something bad would happen, but hopefully it would take some time for something to happen.
Jack talked to the group of runaways explaining that they will reside in Asterin. He also gave them the choice to live in Asterin's allying kingdoms, who will welcome them with warm and welcoming arms. The group looked so relieved to Jack knowing that they wouldn't have to live in hiding or in fear. Gwen even accepted the invite from Sellandia and Drayde to stay in the forest and work on her newly founded magic. After an hour or so of talking and answering questions Jack finally decided to call it in for the night. The larger group was divided into smaller groups of where they wanted to go. Some went to Caspian, others went to Petrina, and a few decided to go to Asterin. Sellandia and Drayde reassured Jack that it wasn't necessary to go over what the group had found with them at the moment, considering it was so late into the night. Jack invited them to dinner the next day, but the two declined.
"It's okay sweetheart. You have our complete trust! Plus, Lilith will be going in our place. We have the forest and everyone within to take care of and train. We will accept it some other time." Sellandia said as Drayde nodded in agreeance.
"You both are too kind. Please come over whenever you want to! We will always welcome you!" Jack said as he bid them a goodnight and joined with the group to head back home. The journey home was as peaceful as always. The group admired the mysterious, colourful lights that could not be seen in Findara.
"Will that hurt us?" A Findarian asked, making Eris giggle softly at the curiosity.
"No, they're called Auroras. It has something to do with science and the magnetic poles of the earth's hemispheres" Eris answered as everyone stared at the sky in awe.
"Science? You have science?" Another Findarian asked excitedly.
"Yeah, we have a whole library filled with books of scientists from the past and their works." Zehra answered.
"Is the library open to the public or kept for the Paradise folks?" The previous Findarian asked.
"Of course, it is! Everyone can go in as they please!" Leo Percy answered as the Findarians started chatting amongst themselves of what would happen if they did that in Findara. Eventually Leo Percy joined in, then Zehra, and then Eris. Vulpecula walked closely with Jack, leading the group. Lilith had agreed to stay with Gwen in the forest to help her accommodate to her new home and will be seeing everyone for dinner due to some of her 'duties' with King Oliver.
"Are you going to tell me how your interaction with Prince Ace went?" Vulpecula teased as Jack shook his head. "Awe come on. Tell me you didn't do anything dumb."
"I didn't. He threw cake at me and we kind of just clicked, but then he got mad at me." Jack chuckled.
"Let me guess... He wasn't too enthusiastic about how you sent Leo Percy to venture out and around that castle while Eris and Zehra pranced around the ballroom?" Vulpecula asked.
"Ding, ding, ding! We have a winner!" Jack exclaimed mocking the festival merchants. "It was nice. I would like to see him again though. Talk to him more, try to help him more. He truly cares about the people who are suffering in his kingdom, but he's also trying to expand to other kingdoms and help them out as well."
"Wow, you saw all of that in him within the hour or so you two were alone?" Vulpecula asked again as Jack nodded his head.
"I know I can't just stroll up whenever I please, but I need- I would like to talk to him again." Jack corrected himself, hoping Vulpecula's sly ears would not pick up on his intentions.
"Well, if you need to talk to him so badly why don't you send him a little message through the fairies?" She smirked as Jack pushed her to the side almost causing her to fall over due to the dress she was wearing.
"Dammit, I thought you wouldn't hear that. The fairies would cause too much noise and mess, I don't want him to get into trouble." Jack signed as Vulpecula pushed him.
"You dummy. Send it to him during the night. They usually have less guards on patrol and it won't cause a lot of attention. Besides, the fairies are not dumb, they just like messing around a lot." Vulpecula suggested making Jack ponder about it.
The night was now nearing half past one in the morning when Jack and, a fully recovered, King Harry finally settled everyone into their new homes. To say Jack felt amazing when he saw the Findarians cheered or cry as they entered their newly founded freedom was an understatement. Zehra and Leo Percy decided to talk to the runaways for a little longer. Vulpecula had gone back to her place, wherever that maybe. Eris went to meet up with the other guards to tell them how the Findarian guards work and function together. Jack and King Harry stayed up as long as they could before deciding to turn in for the night.
Jack was too deep into his thoughts to go to bed; he knew going to bed now would just result in endless tossing and turning. Tiredly, he changed out of his ballroom outfit and into his night clothes that consisted of a loose shirt and loose, cotton shorts. The tall Asterin walked over to the couch against the window that overlooked the kingdom, the forest, and a small bit of Findara. Findara was barely noticeable from his window, but Jack knew that that was the kingdom. He wondered if Ace could see Asterin from his window. He wondered if Ace even knew where Asterin was. He also wondered that after all this time of doing nothing and resenting, he could have been doing this. He could have been helping out more and saving more lives. Jack quickly shook the thought of what could have been and quickly started to think about what could be. The past is the past, it is time to move forward. Interrupting him from his thoughts, there was a light knock on his door followed by his dad entering his room.
"See? Aren't you glad I sent you?" King Harry asked as Jack looked over to his dad with epiphany.
"I thought you said your healing would take a while." Jack pointed out before going back to staring at the dark kingdom in the distance.
"They're skilled witches, my boy. I'm surprised you fell for that trick of them taking weeks to heal me." King Harry chuckled as he joined Jack on the couch.
"I can't believe I actually fell for that after all this time they have healed everyone and helped out. I'm now wondering if the story you told about you getting crushed by a rock is true." Jack said, shaking his head.
"Now me getting smothered by a boulder is actually true." Harry said as Jack snapped his head towards his dad. "I'm okay! You don't have to worry."
"You're not young anymore, you need to be careful." Jack warned as his dad laughed and ruffled up Jack's hair. "But yes, I am glad I went. Ace is an interesting guy and the Defiance is amazing."
"They finally gave themselves a name, good for them. We will talk more tomorrow, I just wanted to check up on you to see if you are okay." Harry stated as he stood up.
"Thank you, dad. I promise I'm okay and I love you. Also I'm so lucky to have a dad like you." Jack said as he stood up and hugged Harry.
"I love you too, son and I'm so proud of you." Harry said as he hugged Jack back. Jack never really realized how lucky he was to have a father like Harry. Even after the passing of his wife, Harry put in twice the work to give Jack endless love and support. Once Harry had left the room, Jack instantly jumped onto his feet, walked over to his desk, looked over to a small group of fairies that flew above his bed, and begun writing a note:
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Meanwhile, on the other side of the castle, Leo Percy laid on his bed anxiously waiting for his guard duty to start (even knowing it would not be until ten in the morning when he would start). He could not get the plans of what Findara is planning to do really soon, but most of all he could not get the interaction with Xavier out of his head. "Percy, open up!" A soft whisper demanded as a knock on the door followed. Reluctantly, Leo Percy got up and walked over to his door to reveal a shivering Zehra. "Why can't you just live in the castle like everyone else?" She asked as she walked in and took a seat close to the fireplace. Leo Percy followed close behind her and started to prepare some tea to help warm her up.
"I like my little cottage, plus I stay in the castle during the colder months." Leo Percy explained for what felt like the millionth time. "Why are you even awake still?"
"I couldn't sleep." Zehra answered, hugging her legs.
"You were thinking about your mom." Leo Percy stated as he gave her a cup of her favourite: lemon tea with one sugar cube.
"I- Yes. Percy it was too realistic. She was blaming me for her death and I couldn't snap out of it. How did you snap out of it from Martin?" Zehra asked as Leo Percy sat next to her, reminiscing about his brother.
"đđŚđ°, đ¸đ˘đŞđľ đśđą!" đ đľđ˘đđ đŁđ°đş đ¤đ˘đđđŚđĽ đ°đśđľ đľđ° đ˘ đşđ°đśđŻđ¨ đ§đŞđˇđŚ-đşđŚđ˘đł-đ°đđĽ đđŚđ° đđŚđłđ¤đş (đ¸đŠđ° đ˘đľ đľđŠđŚ đľđŞđŽđŚ đ¸đŚđŻđľ đŁđş đđŚđ°).
"đđśđłđłđş đśđą! đđŚ'đłđŚ đ¨đ°đŞđŻđ¨ đľđ° đŽđŞđ´đ´ đ¸đŚđđ¤đ°đŽđŞđŻđ¨ đ§đ˘đľđŠđŚđł đŁđ˘đ¤đŹ đŠđ°đŽđŚ đ˘đŻđĽ đŽđ°đŽ đŠđ˘đ´ đ§đłđŚđ´đŠ đŁđłđŚđ˘đĽ đ˘đľ đŠđ°đŽđŚ!" đđŚđ° đşđŚđđđŚđĽ đŁđ˘đ¤đŹ đ˘đ´ đŠđŞđ´ đľđŠđŞđłđľđŚđŚđŻ-đşđŚđ˘đł-đ°đđĽ đŁđłđ°đľđŠđŚđł, đđ˘đłđľđŞđŻ, đ˛đśđŞđ¤đŹđđş đłđ˘đŻ đąđ˘đ´đľ đŠđŞđŽ đŽđ˘đŹđŞđŻđ¨ đđŚđ° đąđ°đśđľ. đđŚ đ¸đŞđđ đŻđŚđˇđŚđł đ§đ°đłđ¨đŚđľ đ˘đŁđ°đśđľ đľđŠđ˘đľ đĽđ˘đş đ¸đŠđŚđłđŚ đľđŠđŚ đ´đśđŻ đ¸đ˘đ´ đŠđŞđ¨đŠ đŞđŻ đľđŠđŚ đ¤đđ°đśđĽđ´, đŞđľđ´ đ´đ°đđ˘đł đłđ˘đşđ´ đ¨đŞđˇđŞđŻđ¨ đ˘ đŻđŞđ¤đŚ đ¸đ˘đłđŽđľđŠ đ§đ°đł đľđŠđŚ đ´đśđŽđŽđŚđł đŽđ°đŻđľđŠđ´. đ đđŞđ¨đŠđľ đŁđłđŚđŚđťđŚ đ§đđŚđ¸ đąđ˘đ´đľ đľđŠđŚ đľđ¸đ° đŁđ°đşđ´ đŁđłđŞđŻđŞđŻđ¨ đ˘ đ´đ¤đŚđŻđľ đ°đ§ đŠđ°đŻđŚđşđ¤đ°đŽđŁ đ˘đŻđĽ đ§đłđŚđ´đŠđđş đ¤đśđľ đ¨đłđ˘đ´đ´ đľđ° đľđŠđŚđŽ. đđŚđ° đ˘đŻđĽ đŠđŞđ´ đ§đ˘đŽđŞđđş đđŞđˇđŚđĽ đŞđŻ đ˘ đ´đŽđ˘đđ đˇđŞđđđ˘đ¨đŚ đ°đ§đ§ đ°đ§ đđŚđ˘đĽ đđ˘đŻ'đ´ đđ˘đŻđĽ. đđŠđŚđłđŚ đ¸đŚđłđŚ đŁđŞđ¨ đ§đŞđŚđđĽđ´ đ°đ§ đ§đđ°đ¸đŚđłđ´ đ˘đŻđĽ đ˘ đđ˘đŹđŚ đľđŠđ˘đľ đđŚđ˘đĽ đľđ° đ˘ đ¸đ˘đľđŚđłđ§đ˘đđ đŞđŻđľđ° đ˘đŻđ°đľđŠđŚđł đđ˘đŹđŚ. đđŻđŞđŽđ˘đđ´ đ˘đŻđĽ đśđŻđŹđŻđ°đ¸đŻ đ¤đłđŚđ˘đľđśđłđŚđ´ đłđ°đ˘đŽđŚđĽ đ§đłđŚđŚđđş. đđŠđŚ đąđŚđ°đąđđŚ đ°đ§ đľđŠđŚ đˇđŞđđđ˘đ¨đŚ đĽđŞđĽ đ¸đŠđ˘đľđŚđˇđŚđł đľđŠđŚđş đąđđŚđ˘đ´đŚđĽ đľđ° đĽđ° đ˘đ´ đđ°đŻđ¨ đ˘đ´ đŞđľ đŁđłđ°đśđ¨đŠđľ đąđŚđ˘đ¤đŚ đľđ° đŚđˇđŚđłđşđ°đŻđŚ'đ´ đđŞđˇđŚđ´. đđŠđŚđłđŚ đ¸đŚđłđŚ đąđŚđ°đąđđŚ đ§đłđ°đŽ đľđŠđŚ đˇđŞđđđ˘đ¨đŚ đľđŠđ˘đľ đˇđ°đđśđŻđľđŚđŚđłđŚđĽ đľđ° đ˘đŞđĽ đđ˘đ´đąđŞđ˘đŻ đŞđŻ đľđŠđŚđŞđł đ˘đłđŽđş, đ˘đŽđ°đŻđ¨đ´đľ đľđŠđŚđŽ đ¸đŚđłđŚ đđŚđ°'đ´ đąđ˘đłđŚđŻđľđ´. đđŞđ´ đŽđ°đŽ đ°đ§đľđŚđŻ đ´đľđ˘đşđŚđĽ đŠđ°đŽđŚ đĽđśđŚ đľđ° đđŚđ° đŁđŚđŞđŻđ¨ đ´đ° đşđ°đśđŻđ¨ đ˘đŻđĽ đľđŠđ˘đľ đ´đŠđŚ đĽđŞđĽđŻ'đľ đ¸đ˘đŻđľ đđ˘đłđľđŞđŻ đľđ° đŠđ˘đˇđŚ đ˘đŻđş đłđŚđ´đąđ°đŻđ´đŞđŁđŞđđŞđľđŞđŚđ´ đŤđśđ´đľ đşđŚđľ đ´đŞđŻđ¤đŚ đŠđŚ đąđđŚđĽđ¨đŚđĽ đľđ° đŁđŚ đ˘ đ¸đ˘đłđłđŞđ°đł đđŞđŹđŚ đŠđŞđ´ đąđ˘đłđŚđŻđľ, đŁđśđľ đđŚđ° đ¸đ˘đ´ đŻđ°đľ đŞđŻđľđŚđłđŚđ´đľ đŞđŻ đ´đśđ¤đŠ đľđŠđŞđŻđ¨đ´.
"đ'đŽ đ¨đ°đŞđŻđ¨ đľđ° đŁđŚđ˘đľ đşđ°đś!" đđ˘đłđľđŞđŻ đđ˘đśđ¨đŠđŚđĽ đ˘đ´ đŠđŚ đ´đ˘đ¸ đľđŠđŚđŞđł đŠđ°đŽđŚ đŻđŚđ˘đłđŞđŻđ¨ đ§đłđ°đŽ đ˘ đĽđŞđ´đľđ˘đŻđ¤đŚ: đľđŠđŚ đ¤đ°đľđľđ˘đ¨đŚ. đđŠđŚ đ¤đ°đľđľđ˘đ¨đŚ đđŚđ°'đ´ đąđ˘đłđŚđŻđľđ´ đŁđśđŞđđľ đľđ° đ´đľđ˘đłđľ đ˘ đŻđŚđ¸ đđŞđ§đŚ đľđ°đ¨đŚđľđŠđŚđł, đľđŠđŚ đ¤đ°đľđľđ˘đ¨đŚ đľđŠđ˘đľ đ´đśđłđˇđŞđˇđŚđĽ đŽđ˘đŻđş đ´đľđ°đłđŽđ´, đľđŠđŚ đ¤đ°đľđľđ˘đ¨đŚ đľđŠđ˘đľ đŠđŚđđĽ đŠđ˘đąđąđş đŽđ°đŽđŚđŻđľđ´ đ˘đŻđĽ đ´đ˘đĽ đŽđ°đŽđŚđŻđľđ´, đľđŠđŚ đ¤đ°đľđľđ˘đ¨đŚ đľđŠđ˘đľ đđŚđ° đŹđŻđŚđ¸ đŠđŚ đ¸đ°đśđđĽ đŻđŚđˇđŚđł đ´đŚđŚ đ˘đ¨đ˘đŞđŻ. đđľ đ¸đ˘đ´ đ´đŽđ˘đđ đ°đŻ đľđŠđŚ đ°đśđľđ´đŞđĽđŚ đ˘đŻđĽ đŞđŻ đľđŠđŚ đŞđŻđ´đŞđĽđŚ, đŁđśđľ đľđŠđŚ đłđŚđŻđ°đˇđ˘đľđŞđ°đŻ đ°đ§ đľđŠđŚ đŁđ˘đ´đŚđŽđŚđŻđľ đŽđ˘đĽđŚ đŞđľ đ˘ đđ°đľ đŁđŚđľđľđŚđł đľđ° đŠđ°đđĽ đľđŠđŚ đ§đ˘đŽđŞđđş đ°đ§ đ§đ°đśđł. đđŠđŚ đ¸đŠđŞđľđŚ đ¸đ˘đđđ´ đ¤đ°đˇđŚđłđŚđĽ đŞđŻ đ§đđ°đ¸đŚđłđ´ đ˘đŻđĽ đˇđŚđŞđŻđ´ đŽđ˘đĽđŚ đľđŠđŚ đŠđ°đśđ´đŚ đ´đŽđŚđđ đ°đ§ đŠđ˘đąđąđŞđŻđŚđ´đ´.
"đđŠđŚđłđŚ đ˘đłđŚ đŽđş đŠđ˘đŻđĽđ´đ°đŽđŚ đŁđ°đşđ´!" đđŚđ°'đ´ đŽđ°đŽ đ´đŽđŞđđŚđĽ đ˘đ´ đ´đŠđŚ đ´đŚđľ đ°đśđľ đľđŠđŚ đŁđłđŚđ˘đĽ đ°đŻ đľđŠđŚ đ¸đŞđŻđĽđ°đ¸ đ´đŞđđ đ§đ°đł đŞđľ đľđ° đ¤đ°đ°đ đĽđ°đ¸đŻ.
"đđŽđŽđŽ! đđľ đ´đŽđŚđđđ´ đ´đ° đ¨đ°đ°đĽ!" đđŠđŚ đŁđ°đşđ´ đ´đ˘đŞđĽ đŞđŻ đśđŻđŞđ´đ°đŻ đŤđśđ´đľ đ˘đ´ đ˘ đŠđ°đłđŻ đŚđ¤đŠđ°đŚđĽ đľđŠđłđ°đśđ¨đŠđ°đśđľ đľđŠđŚ đˇđŞđđđ˘đ¨đŚ.
"đđŠđ˘đľ'đ´ đşđ°đśđł đ§đ˘đľđŠđŚđł!" đđŠđŚđŞđł đŽđ°đŽ đ´đ˘đŞđĽ đ˘đ´ đľđŠđŚđş đľđ¸đ° đŁđ°đşđ´ đľđ°đ°đŹ đŠđŚđł đŠđ˘đŻđĽ đ˘đŻđĽ đłđ˘đŻ đ°đˇđŚđł đľđ° đľđŠđŚ đŚđŻđľđłđ˘đŻđ¤đŚ đ°đ§ đľđŠđŚ đˇđŞđđđ˘đ¨đŚ. đđ˘đłđľđŞđŻ đąđŞđ¤đŹđŚđĽ đśđą đđŚđ° đ§đłđ°đŽ đľđŠđŚ đ¨đłđ°đśđŻđĽ đ˘đŻđĽ đąđśđľ đŠđŞđŽ đ°đŻ đŠđŞđ´ đ´đŠđ°đśđđĽđŚđłđ´ đ´đ° đŠđŚ đ¤đ°đśđđĽ đ´đąđ°đľ đ°đśđľ đľđŠđŚđŞđł đ§đ˘đľđŠđŚđł, đŁđśđľ đŠđŞđ´ đŽđ°đŽ đŁđŚđ˘đľ đŠđŞđŽ đľđ° đŞđľ. "đđđ!" đđŠđŚ đŚđšđ¤đđ˘đŞđŽđŚđĽ, đŤđśđŽđąđŞđŻđ¨ đŞđŻđľđ° đľđŠđŚ đ˘đłđŽđ´ đ°đ§ đŠđŚđł đđ°đˇđŚđł.
"đđđđ!" đđŚđŚ đşđŚđđđŚđĽ đŁđ˘đ¤đŹ đ˘đ´ đŠđŚ đ¤đ˘đśđ¨đŠđľ đŠđŚđł đ˘đŻđĽ đ´đąđśđŻ đ˘đłđ°đśđŻđĽ. "đđ˘đľđŞđŻ! đđŚđ°! đđş đŁđ°đşđ´, đŠđ˘đˇđŚ đşđ°đś đŁđŚđŚđŻ đ¨đ°đ°đĽ?"
"đ đŚđ´ đ§đ˘đľđŠđŚđł! đđ°đŽ đ¨đ°đľ đŽđŚ đľđłđ˘đŞđŻđŞđŻđ¨ đ°đŻ đľđŠđŚ đ´đľđ˘đ§đ§!" đđ˘đłđľđŞđŻ đŁđŚđ˘đŽđŚđĽ đ˘đ´ đŠđŚ đŚđŽđŁđłđ˘đ¤đŚđĽ đŠđŞđ´ đĽđ˘đĽ.
"đ đŚđˇđŚđŻ đ§đŞđŻđŞđ´đŠđŚđĽ đľđŠđŚ đŁđ°đ°đŹ đşđ°đś đ¨đ˘đˇđŚ đŽđŚ!" đđŚđ° đ´đŽđŞđđŚđĽ đ˘đ´ đŠđŚ đŤđ°đŞđŻđŚđĽ đľđŠđŚ đŠđśđ¨.
"đđŠđ˘đľ'đ´ đŽđş đŁđ°đşđ´! đđ°đśđ¨đŠ đ˘đŻđĽ đ´đŽđ˘đłđľ!" đđŚđŚ đ´đŽđŞđđŚđĽ đąđłđ°đśđĽđđş đ˘đ´ đŠđŚ đąđśđđđŚđĽ đđąđ˘đ đŞđŻđľđ° đľđŠđŚ đŠđśđ¨. đđľ đ¸đ˘đ´ đ˘ đŁđŚđ˘đśđľđŞđ§đśđ đŽđ°đŽđŚđŻđľ đ˘đŻđĽ đ§đ°đł đľđŠđŚ đ´đľđ˘đłđľ đ°đ§ đŠđŞđ´ đđŞđ§đŚ, đŞđľ đ¸đ˘đ´ đ´đ°đŽđŚ đ°đ§ đđŚđ°'đ´ đŁđŚđ´đľ đşđŚđ˘đłđ´. đđľ đ¸đ˘đ´đŻ'đľ đđ°đŻđ¨ đśđŻđľđŞđ đ˘đŻ đŚđ˘đł-đąđŞđŚđłđ¤đŞđŻđ¨ đ´đ¤đłđŚđ˘đŽ đ¤đ˘đŽđŚ đ§đłđ°đŽ đđąđ˘đ. đđŠđŚ đľđ¸đ° đŁđ°đşđ´ đđ°đ°đŹđŚđĽ đśđą đ˘đŻđĽ đ´đ˘đ¸ đ˘đŻ đ˘đłđłđ°đ¸ đ´đŠđ°đľ đŁđŚđľđ¸đŚđŚđŻ đľđŠđŚ đŚđşđŚđ´ đ°đ§ đľđŠđŚđŞđł đ§đ˘đľđŠđŚđł. đđśđ´đľ đđŞđŹđŚ đľđŠđ˘đľ, đľđŠđŚđş đ¸đŚđłđŚ đ¨đŚđľđľđŞđŻđ¨ đ˘đŽđŁđśđ´đŠđŚđĽ đŁđş đŻđ°đŻđŚ đ°đľđŠđŚđł đľđŠđ˘đŻ đđŞđŻđĽđ˘đłđ˘. đđąđ˘đ đ˛đśđŞđ¤đŹđđş đ¨đłđ˘đŁđŁđŚđĽ đŠđŚđł đľđ¸đ° đ´đ°đŻđ´ đ˘đŻđĽ đłđ˘đŻ đ¤đłđşđŞđŻđ¨ đ§đłđ°đŽ đŠđŚđł đŠđśđ´đŁđ˘đŻđĽ'đ´ đŁđ°đĽđş đ˘đ´ đđ˘đłđ¨đŚ đŁđ°đśđđĽđŚđłđ´ đłđ˘đŞđŻđŚđĽ đ§đłđ°đŽ đľđŠđŚ đ´đŹđş, đĽđŚđ´đľđłđ°đşđŞđŻđ¨ đľđŠđŚ đˇđŞđđđ˘đ¨đŚ đ¸đŠđŚđłđŚđˇđŚđł đŞđľ đđ˘đŻđĽđŚđĽ.
"đđ°đŽ đ¸đ˘đľđ¤đŠ-" đđŚđ§đ°đłđŚ đđ˘đłđľđŞđŻ đŚđˇđŚđŻ đŠđ˘đĽ đ˘ đ¤đŠđ˘đŻđ¤đŚ đľđ° đŠđŞđ´ đ´đŚđŻđľđŚđŻđ¤đŚ đ˘ đŁđ°đśđđĽđŚđł đŠđ˘đĽ đđ˘đŻđĽđŚđĽ đ°đŻ đđąđ˘đ. đđŠđŚ đđŞđ§đŚ đŞđŽđŽđŚđĽđŞđ˘đľđŚđđş đľđ˘đŹđŚđŻ đ§đłđ°đŽ đŠđŚđł đ˘đ´ đŠđŚđł đŁđđ°đ°đĽ đ´đąđđ˘đľđľđŚđłđŚđĽ đ°đŻđľđ° đđ˘đłđľđŞđŻ đ˘đŻđĽ đđŚđ° đđŚđłđ¤đş. "đđŚđ° đ˛đśđŞđ¤đŹ!" đđ˘đłđľđŞđŻ đşđŚđđđŚđĽ đ˘đ´ đŠđŚ đ¨đłđ˘đŁđŁđŚđĽ đŠđŞđ´ đ¤đłđşđŞđŻđ¨ đŁđłđ°đľđŠđŚđł'đ´ đŠđ˘đŻđĽ đ˘đŻđĽ đłđ˘đŻ đŁđ˘đ¤đŹ đľđ° đľđŠđŚđŞđł đ¤đ°đľđľđ˘đ¨đŚ. đđŠđŚ đąđŚđ°đąđđŚ đ°đ§ đľđŠđŚđŞđł đąđŚđ˘đ¤đŚđ§đśđ đˇđŞđđđ˘đ¨đŚ đłđ˘đŻ đŞđŻ đąđ˘đŻđŞđ¤ đ˘đ´ đŽđŚđŻ đŞđŻ đ´đŞđđˇđŚđł đ˘đłđŽđ°đśđł đ˘đŻđĽ đłđŚđĽ đ¤đđ°đľđŠ đłđ˘đŻ đ˘đ§đľđŚđł đľđŠđŚđŽ, đŹđŞđđđŞđŻđ¨ đľđŠđŚđŽ. đđľ đ¸đ˘đ´ đŠđ˘đłđĽ đľđ° đłđśđŻ đŞđŻ đ˘ đ´đľđłđ˘đŞđ¨đŠđľ đđŞđŻđŚ, đľđŠđŚđłđŚ đ¸đŚđłđŚ đľđ°đ° đŽđ˘đŻđş đľđŠđŞđŻđ¨đ´ đŠđ˘đąđąđŚđŻđŞđŻđ¨ đ˘đľ đ°đŻđ¤đŚ. đđŠđŚ đ˘đłđłđ°đ¸đ´ đ§đđşđŞđŻđ¨, đľđŠđŚ đ´đ°đđĽđŞđŚđłđ´ đ´đľđ˘đŁđŁđŞđŻđ¨, đ˘đŻđĽ đľđŠđŚ đąđŚđ°đąđđŚ đłđśđŻđŻđŞđŻđ¨. đđŚđ° đđŚđłđ¤đş đ¸đ˘đ´ đ´đ¤đ˘đłđŚđĽ đ˘đŻđĽ đŠđŚ đŤđśđ´đľ đ¸đ˘đŻđľđŚđĽ đľđ° đŠđśđ¨ đŠđŞđ´ đąđ˘đłđŚđŻđľđ´ đśđŻđľđŞđ đľđŠđŞđ´ đ¸đ˘đ´ đ˘đđ đ°đˇđŚđł.
"đđŹđ˘đş đđŚđ°. đđŚ đ˘đłđŚ đ¨đ°đŞđŻđ¨ đľđ° đąđđ˘đş đŠđŞđĽđŚ đ˘đŻđĽ đ´đŚđŚđŹ đđŞđŹđŚ đ¸đŚ đĽđŞđĽ đŚđ˘đłđđŞđŚđł, đŚđšđ¤đŚđąđľ đ¸đŚ đ˘đłđŚ đŠđŞđĽđŞđŻđ¨ đ§đłđ°đŽ đľđŠđŚ đąđŚđ°đąđđŚ đŞđŻ đłđŚđĽ. đđŹđ˘đş? đđľđ˘đş đŞđŻ đľđŠđŞđ´ đ¤đśđąđŁđ°đ˘đłđĽ đ˘đŻđĽ đĽđ° đŻđ°đľ đ¤đ°đŽđŚ đ°đśđľ đśđŻđľđŞđ đŞđľ đŞđ´ đ¤đ°đŽđąđđŚđľđŚđđş đ˛đśđŞđŚđľ đ°đł đśđŻđľđŞđ đ đ¤đ°đŽđŚ đŁđ˘đ¤đŹ. đđ° đŻđ°đľ đ¤đ°đŽđŚ đ°đśđľ đ§đ°đł đ˘đŻđş đ°đľđŠđŚđł đłđŚđ˘đ´đ°đŻ." đđ˘đłđľđŞđŻ đŞđŻđ´đľđłđśđ¤đľđŚđĽ đ˘đ´ đđŚđ° đŻđ°đĽđĽđŚđĽ đŠđŞđ´ đŠđŚđ˘đĽ. đđŚđ˘đłđ´ đ¸đŚđłđŚ đ¤đ°đŽđŞđŻđ¨ đ°đśđľ đŚđŻđĽđđŚđ´đ´đđş đ§đłđ°đŽ đŁđ°đľđŠ đŁđ°đşđ´' đŚđşđŚđ´, đŁđśđľ đľđŠđ˘đľ đĽđŞđĽđŻ'đľ đ´đľđ°đą đđ˘đłđľđŞđŻ đ§đłđ°đŽ đ¨đ°đŞđŻđ¨ đľđ° đŠđŚđđą đ°đľđŠđŚđłđ´.
"đđđŚđ˘đ´đŚ đĽđ°đŻ'đľ đđŚđ˘đˇđŚ đŽđŚ! đđŚ đ¤đ˘đŻ đŠđŞđĽđŚ đľđ°đ¨đŚđľđŠđŚđł!" đđŚđ° đ´đśđ¨đ¨đŚđ´đľđŚđĽ đ˘đ´ đđ˘đłđľđŞđŻ đľđłđŞđŚđĽ đľđ° đđ˘đśđ¨đŠ đŞđľ đ°đ§đ§, đľđłđşđŞđŻđ¨ đŠđŞđ´ đŁđŚđ´đľ đľđ° đąđśđľ đ°đŻ đ˘ đŁđłđ˘đˇđŚ đ§đ˘đ¤đŚ.
"đ đ¤đ˘đŻ'đľ đ´đŞđđđş. đđľ đŞđ´ đŻđ°đľ đŁđŞđ¨ đŚđŻđ°đśđ¨đŠ đ§đ°đł đľđŠđŚ đľđ¸đ° đ°đ§ đśđ´. đ đđ°đˇđŚ đşđ°đś đ´đ° đŽđśđ¤đŠ!" đđ˘đłđľđŞđŻ đŠđśđ¨đ¨đŚđĽ đŠđŞđ´ đŁđłđ°đľđŠđŚđł đľđŞđ¨đŠđľđđş đŁđŚđ§đ°đłđŚ đ´đŠđ°đˇđŞđŻđ¨ đŠđŞđŽ đŞđŻđľđ° đľđŠđŚ đ¤đśđąđŁđ°đ˘đłđĽ đ˘đŻđĽ đąđśđ´đŠđŞđŻđ¨ đ˘ đ¤đŠđ˘đŞđł đŞđŻ đ§đłđ°đŻđľ đ°đ§ đŞđľ đľđ° đŠđŚđđą đ¤đ°đˇđŚđł đľđŠđŚ đŠđ°đđŚđ´. đđŚđ° đ¸đ˘đŞđľđŚđĽ, đ˘đŻđĽ đ¸đ˘đŞđľđŚđĽ, đ˘đŻđĽ đ¸đ˘đŞđľđŚđĽ. đđŠđŚ đŻđ°đŞđ´đŚ đ˘đŻđĽ đ´đ¤đłđŚđ˘đŽđ´ đ§đ°đł đŠđŚđđą đĽđŞđĽ đŻđ°đľ đ´đľđ°đą.
đđŚđ° đľđłđŞđŚđĽ đľđ° đ¤đ°đˇđŚđł đŠđŞđ´ đŚđ˘đłđ´ đľđ° đŁđđ°đ¤đŹ đ°đśđľ đľđŠđŚ đ´đ°đśđŻđĽ đ˘đŻđĽ đ´đľđ˘đłđľđŚđĽ đľđ° đ¤đ°đśđŻđľ đ´đ°đ§đľđđş đśđŻđľđŞđ đđ˘đłđľđŞđŻ đ¤đ˘đŽđŚ đŁđ˘đ¤đŹ đ§đ°đł đŠđŞđŽ, "đđŻđŚ, đľđ¸đ°, đľđŠđłđŚđŚâŚ" đđŚ đ¤đ°đŻđľđŞđŻđśđŚđĽ đľđ° đ¤đ°đśđŻđľ đ§đ°đł đ¸đŠđ˘đľ đ§đŚđđľ đđŞđŹđŚ đĽđ˘đşđ´, đŁđśđľ đŞđľ đŚđˇđŚđŻđľđśđ˘đđđş đ¤đ˘đđŽđŚđĽ đĽđ°đ¸đŻ đ˘đłđ°đśđŻđĽ đľđŠđŚ đŻđŞđŻđŚđľđŚđŚđŻđľđŠ đŠđ°đśđł, "⌠đ´đŞđšđľđş-đŚđŞđ¨đŠđľ đľđŠđ°đśđ´đ˘đŻđĽ đ§đ°đśđł đŠđśđŻđĽđłđŚđĽ đ˘đŻđĽ đ°đŻđŚ, đ´đŞđšđľđş-đŚđŞđ¨đŠđľ đľđŠđ°đśđ´đ˘đŻđĽ đ§đ°đśđł đŠđśđŻđĽđłđŚđĽ đ˘đŻđĽ đľđ¸đ°, đ´đŞđšđľđş-đŚđŞđ¨đŠđľ đľđŠđ°đśđ´đ˘đŻđĽ đ§đ°đśđł đŠđśđŻđĽđłđŚđĽ đ˘đŻđĽ đľđŠđłđŚđŚ." đđŚđ° đ§đŞđŻđ˘đđđş đśđŻđ¤đ°đˇđŚđłđŚđĽ đŠđŞđ´ đŚđ˘đłđ´ đ˘đŻđĽ đ¤đ˘đśđľđŞđ°đśđ´đđş đ°đąđŚđŻđŚđĽ đľđŠđŚ đ¤đśđąđŁđ°đ˘đłđĽ. đđŠđŚ đ´đŽđ˘đđ đŁđłđśđŻđŚđľđľđŚ đ´đľđ˘đşđŚđĽ đ´đľđŞđđ đ§đ°đł đ˘ đŽđ°đŽđŚđŻđľ đ´đ° đŠđŚ đ¤đ°đśđđĽ đąđ˘đş đ˘đľđľđŚđŻđľđŞđ°đŻ đľđ° đ˘đŻđş đ´đ°đśđŻđĽđ´ đ°đ§ đľđŠđŚ đśđŻđśđ´đśđ˘đ, đŁđśđľ đŠđŚ đŠđŚđ˘đłđĽ đŻđ°đľđŠđŞđŻđ¨. đđŚđ° đľđŠđŚđŻ đ¸đ˘đđŹđŚđĽ đ°đˇđŚđł đľđ° đľđŠđŚ đĽđ°đ°đł đ˘đŻđĽ đąđŚđŚđŹđŚđĽ đľđŠđłđ°đśđ¨đŠ đľđŠđŚ đĽđ°đ°đł đŠđ°đđŚ. đđśđĽđĽđŚđŻđđş đ˘ đ¤đ˘đłđłđŞđ˘đ¨đŚ đłđ˘đŻ đąđ˘đ´đľ đľđŠđŚ đ§đłđ°đŻđľ đĽđ°đ°đł đ§đ°đđđ°đ¸đŚđĽ đŁđş đ˘ đ´đ¤đłđŚđ˘đŽ. đđŚđ° đŞđŽđŽđŚđĽđŞđ˘đľđŚđđş đ¤đ°đˇđŚđłđŚđĽ đŠđŞđ´ đŽđ°đśđľđŠ đ˘đ´ đŠđŚ đ¸đ˘đľđ¤đŠđŚđĽ đŠđŞđ´ đŁđłđ°đľđŠđŚđł đ¨đŚđľ đĽđłđ˘đ¨đ¨đŚđĽ đŁđş đŠđŞđ´ đ§đŚđŚđľ đ§đłđ°đŽ đľđŠđŚ đ¤đŠđ˘đłđŞđ°đľ. đđŞđ´ đŁđłđ°đľđŠđŚđł đ¸đ˘đ´ đ§đ˘đł đ§đłđ°đŽ đłđŚđ¤đ°đ¨đŻđŞđťđ˘đŁđđŚ: đŠđŞđ´ đŁđŚđ˘đśđľđŞđ§đśđ đŁđđśđŚ đŚđşđŚđ´ đŞđŻđŠđŚđłđŞđľđŚđĽ đ§đłđ°đŽ đŠđŞđ´ đŽđ°đľđŠđŚđł đ¸đŚđłđŚ đ¨đ°đśđ¨đŚđĽ đ°đśđľ, đŠđŞđ´ đ´đŹđŞđŻ đ¤đ°đˇđŚđłđŚđĽ đŞđŻ đŁđłđ˘đŻđĽđŞđŻđ¨đ´ đ˘đŻđĽ đ´đ¤đ˘đłđ´, đŁđ°đŻđŚđ´ đľđŠđ˘đľ đ´đŻđ˘đąđąđŚđĽ đŞđŻ đŠđ˘đđ§ đŁđłđŚđ˘đ¤đŠđŚđĽ đľđŠđłđ°đśđ¨đŠ đľđŠđŚ đľđ˘đľđľđŚđłđŚđĽ đ´đŹđŞđŻ, đ˘đŻđĽ đŠđŞđ´ đ´đ¤đłđŚđ˘đŽ đ°đ§ đ˘đ¨đ°đŻđş đłđŚđ´đ°đŻđ˘đľđŚđĽ đĽđŚđŚđą đ¸đŞđľđŠđŞđŻ đđŚđ°.
đđŚđ° đ˛đśđŞđ¤đŹđđş đłđ˘đŻ đŁđ˘đ¤đŹ đŞđŻđľđ° đľđŠđŚ đ¤đśđąđŁđ°đ˘đłđĽ đ˘đŻđĽ đ¤đ°đˇđŚđłđŚđĽ đŠđŞđ´ đŚđ˘đłđ´ đ˘đ¨đ˘đŞđŻ đŠđ°đąđŞđŻđ¨ đ§đ°đł đľđŠđŚ đ´đ¤đłđŚđ˘đŽđ´ đľđ° đ´đľđ°đą đŁđśđľ đŞđľ đĽđŞđĽđŻ'đľ. đđŞđ´ đŁđłđ°đľđŠđŚđł đŹđŚđąđľ đ´đ¤đłđŚđ˘đŽđŞđŻđ¨ đŞđŻ đ˘đ¨đ°đŻđş đ˘đŻđĽ đŞđŻ đ§đŚđ˘đł, đ¸đŞđ´đŠđŞđŻđ¨ đľđŠđ˘đľ đŞđľ đ¸đ°đśđđĽ đŤđśđ´đľ đŚđŻđĽ. đđľ đ´đ°đŽđŚ đąđ°đŞđŻđľ đŞđŻ đľđŠđŚ đŻđŞđ¨đŠđľ, đľđŠđŚ đĽđ°đ°đł đľđ° đľđŠđŚ đ¤đ°đľđľđ˘đ¨đŚ đ°đąđŚđŻđŚđĽ đ˘đŻđĽ đŞđŻ đ¤đ˘đŽđŚ đľđŠđŚ đđŞđŻđĽđ˘đłđŞđ˘đŻ đ¨đśđ˘đłđĽđ´ đ¸đŞđľđŠ đđ˘đłđľđŞđŻ'đ´ đŁđ°đĽđş. "đđ°đľđľđ˘ đ¨đŞđˇđŚ đŞđľ đľđ° đľđŠđŚ đŹđŞđĽ. đđŚ'đ´ đ´đľđŞđđ đŁđłđŚđ˘đľđŠđŞđŻđ¨!" đđŠđŚđş đđ˘đśđ¨đŠđŚđĽ đ˘đ´ đ°đŻđŚ đ°đ§ đľđŠđŚ đ¨đśđ˘đłđĽđ´ đ¨đ°đľ đ˘ đąđŞđŚđ¤đŚ đ°đ§ đąđ˘đąđŚđł đ°đśđľ đ§đłđ°đŽ đŠđŞđ´ đąđ°đ¤đŹđŚđľ.
"đł-đłđ°đľâŚ đŞđŻâŚ đŠđŚđđ." đđ˘đłđľđŞđŻ đ¸đŠđŞđŽđąđŚđłđŚđĽ đ°đśđľ đ˘đ´ đľđŠđŚ đ¨đśđ˘đłđĽđ´ đŤđśđ´đľ đđ˘đśđ¨đŠđŚđĽ đ˘đľ đŠđŞđŽ.
"đđŚđđ, đ đ¨đśđŚđ´đ´ đ¸đŚ đ¸đŞđđ đ´đŚđŚ đşđ°đś đľđŠđŚđłđŚ." đđŻđ°đľđŠđŚđł đ°đŻđŚ đ´đ˘đŞđĽ đ˘đ´ đŠđŚ đŠđ˘đŽđŽđŚđłđŚđĽ đľđŠđŚ đąđ˘đąđŚđł đ¸đŞđľđŠ đľđŠđŚ đ¸đ°đłđĽ 'đđđđđđđ' đ°đŻđľđ° đđ˘đłđľđŞđŻ'đ´ đ§đ°đłđŚđŠđŚđ˘đĽ. đđŚđ° đđŚđłđ¤đş đ¤đđŚđŻđ¤đŠđŚđĽ đŠđŞđ´ đŽđ°đśđľđŠ đ´đŠđśđľ, đ¤đđ°đ´đŚđĽ đŠđŞđ´ đŚđşđŚđ´, đ˘đŻđĽ đľđłđŞđŚđĽ đľđ° đ¤đ°đˇđŚđł đŠđŞđ´ đŚđ˘đłđ´ đľđ° đŁđđ°đ¤đŹ đ°đśđľ đľđŠđŚ đ´đ°đśđŻđĽđ´ đ°đ§ đđ˘đłđľđŞđŻ'đ´ đđ˘đ´đľ đŁđłđŚđ˘đľđŠđ´. "đđŚđş! đđŠđŚđş đ¨đ°đľ đŁđłđŚđ˘đĽ!" đđŠđŚ đđŞđŻđĽđ˘đłđŞđ˘đŻ đ¨đśđ˘đłđĽ đşđŚđđđŚđĽ đ°đśđľ đ˘đ´ đŠđŚ đąđ˘đľđľđŚđĽ đľđŠđŚ đŁđđ°đ°đĽ đ°đ§đ§ đ°đ§ đŠđŞđ´ đŠđ˘đŻđĽđ´ đ˘đŻđĽ đ¨đ˘đŁđŁđŚđĽ đđąđ˘đ'đ´ đđ˘đ´đľ đŁđ˘đŹđŚđĽ đ¨đ°đ°đĽ. đđľ đ¸đ˘đ´đŻ'đľ đśđŻđľđŞđ đ¸đŚđŚđŹđ´ đđ˘đľđŚđł đ¸đŠđŚđŻ đľđŠđŚ đ¤đ°đľđľđ˘đ¨đŚ đłđŚđŚđŹđŚđĽ đ°đ§ đĽđŚđ˘đľđŠ đ˘đŻđĽ đđŚđ°'đ´ đ´đľđ°đŽđ˘đ¤đŠ đ§đŞđŻđ˘đđđş đ´đľđ°đąđąđŚđĽ đŁđŚđ¨đ¨đŞđŻđ¨ đ§đ°đł đ§đ°đ°đĽ đ˘đŻđĽ đ¸đ˘đľđŚđł đ¸đŠđŚđŻ đŠđŚ đ¨đ˘đŞđŻđŚđĽ đľđŠđŚ đ¤đ°đśđłđ˘đ¨đŚ đľđ° đđŚđ˘đˇđŚ đľđŠđŚ đ¤đśđąđŁđ°đ˘đłđĽ.
đđŚđ° đđ°đ°đŹđŚđĽ đ˘đľ đŠđŞđ´ đŁđłđ°đľđŠđŚđł đ°đŻ đľđŠđŚ đľđ˘đŁđđŚ đŁđŚđ§đ°đłđŚ đŽđ°đˇđŞđŻđ¨ đ°đŻ đľđ° đ§đŞđŻđĽ đŠđŞđ´ đŽđ°đŽ, đ˘đŻđĽ đľđŠđŚđŻ đŠđŞđ´ đĽđ˘đĽ. đđ°đľ đ˘ đ´đŞđŻđ¨đđŚ đľđŚđ˘đł đ§đŚđđ đ§đłđ°đŽ đŠđŞđ´ đ¤đŠđŚđŚđŹđ´, đŻđ°đľ đ˘ đ´đŞđŻđ¨đđŚ đ§đđş đľđŠđ˘đľ đ´đ¸đ˘đłđŽđŚđĽ đľđŠđŚ đĽđŚđ˘đĽ đ§đđŚđ¸ đ¤đđ°đ´đŚ đľđ° đŠđŞđŽ, đŻđ°đľ đ˘ đ´đŞđŻđ¨đđŚ đŁđłđŚđŚđťđŚ đŁđ°đľđŠđŚđłđŚđĽ đľđ° đĽđ˘đŻđ¤đŚ đ¸đŞđľđŠ đľđŠđŚ đĽđŚđ˘đĽ. "đđŞđŻđ¨ đđ˘đłđłđş! đđŠđŚđłđŚ'đ´ đ˘ đđŞđľđľđđŚ đŁđ°đş đ°đˇđŚđł đŠđŚđłđŚ!" đ đŽđ˘đŻ đşđŚđđđŚđĽ đ˘đ´ đŠđŚ đ¸đ˘đľđ¤đŠđŚđĽ đđŚđ° đ´đľđ˘đłđŚ đĽđ°đ¸đŻ đ˘đľ đŠđŞđ´ đ§đ˘đľđŠđŚđł'đ´ đĽđŚđ¤đ˘đşđŞđŻđ¨ đ¤đ°đłđąđ´đŚ.
"đđŚđłđŚ!" đ đşđ°đśđŻđ¨ đđłđŞđŻđ¤đŚ đđ˘đ¤đŹ đ´đ˘đŞđĽ đľđ° đľđŠđŚ đŁđ°đş đ§đłđ˘đŻđľđŞđ¤đ˘đđđş đ˘đ´ đŠđŚ đ¨đ˘đˇđŚ đŠđŞđŽ đ´đ°đŽđŚ đ§đ°đ°đĽ, đŽđŞđđŹ, đ˘đŻđĽ đ˘ đ¸đŚđľ đ¤đđ°đľđŠ. đđŚđ° đľđ°đ°đŹ đŞđľ đ¨đłđ˘đ¤đŚđ§đśđđđş đŁđŚđ§đ°đłđŚ đĽđŚđˇđ°đśđłđŞđŻđ¨ đŞđľ đ˘đđ. đđ˘đ¤đŹ đ¸đ˘đľđ¤đŠđŚđĽ đŞđŻ đ§đŚđ˘đł đľđŠđ˘đľ đľđŠđŚ đ´đŹđŞđŻđŻđş đŁđłđśđŻđŚđľđľđŚ đ¸đ˘đ´ đ˘đŁđ°đśđľ đľđ° đ¤đŠđ°đŹđŚ đľđ° đĽđŚđ˘đľđŠ. "đđ°đśđđĽ đşđ°đś đđŞđŹđŚ đ´đ°đŽđŚ đŽđ°đłđŚ?" đđ˘đ¤đŹ đ˘đ´đŹđŚđĽ đľđŞđŽđŞđĽđđş đ˘đ´ đđŚđ° đŻđ°đĽđĽđŚđĽ đŠđŞđ´ đŠđŚđ˘đĽ đ˘đŻđĽ đľđ°đ°đŹ đľđŠđłđŚđŚ đąđŞđŚđ¤đŚđ´ đ°đ§ đŁđłđŚđ˘đĽ. đđ˘đ¤đŹ đ¸đ˘đľđ¤đŠđŚđĽ đ˘đ´ đđŚđ° đąđđ˘đ¤đŚđĽ đ°đŻđŚ đ°đ§ đľđŠđŚ đŁđłđŚđ˘đĽ đŞđŻ đđŚđŚ'đ´ đŠđ˘đŻđĽ.
"đđ°đŽ đŽđ˘đĽđŚ đŁđłđŚđ˘đĽ, đŁđśđľ đľđŠđŚ đŽđŚđŻ đľđ°đ°đŹ đŞđľ." đđŚđ° đ¸đŠđŞđ´đąđŚđłđŚđĽ đ˘đ´ đŠđŚ đ´đľđ˘đłđľđŚđĽ đľđ° đ¸đ˘đđŹ đ°đˇđŚđł đľđ° đľđŠđŚ đŁđ°đđĽđŚđł đľđŠđ˘đľ đ¤đłđśđ´đŠđŚđĽ đđąđ˘đ. đđ˘đ¤đŹ đđ°đ°đŹđŚđĽ đ°đˇđŚđł đŠđŞđ´ đ´đŠđ°đśđđĽđŚđł đľđ° đ´đŚđŚ đŞđ§ đŠđŚ đ¤đ°đśđđĽ đ§đŞđŻđĽ đŠđŞđ´ đĽđ˘đĽ đ˘đŻđşđ¸đŠđŚđłđŚ. "đđŚđłđŚ đŽđ°đŽ." đđŚđ° đ´đŽđŞđđŚđĽ đ˘đ´ đŠđŚ đ¸đ˘đđŹđŚđĽ đľđ° đŠđŚđł đłđŚđŽđ˘đŞđŻđ´. đđŠđŚ đŠđ˘đŻđĽ đđŚđ° đđ˘đ´đľ đŠđŚđđĽ đ°đŻđľđ° đ¸đŠđŞđđŚ đľđŠđŚđş đłđ˘đŻ đľđ° đ´đ˘đ§đŚđľđş đ¸đ˘đ´ đ´đľđŞđ¤đŹđŞđŻđ¨ đ°đśđľ, đđ˘đ¤đŹ đŽđ˘đĽđŚ đ˘ đ¤đ°đŻđ´đ¤đŞđ°đśđ´ đĽđŚđ¤đŞđ´đŞđ°đŻ đľđ° đŻđ°đľ đ´đ˘đş đ˘đŻđşđľđŠđŞđŻđ¨ đ˘đŁđ°đśđľ đ¸đŠđ˘đľ đŠđŚ đ¸đ˘đ´ đĽđ°đŞđŻđ¨. đđŚ đśđŻđĽđŚđłđ´đľđ°đ°đĽ đŚđˇđŚđłđşđ°đŻđŚ đąđłđ°đ¤đŚđ´đ´đŚđĽ đĽđŚđ˘đľđŠ đľđŠđŚđŞđł đ°đ¸đŻ đ¸đ˘đş. đđľ đľđ¸đŞđ´đľđŚđĽ đđ˘đ¤đŹ'đ´ đŞđŻđ´đŞđĽđŚđ´ đľđ° đ´đŚđŚ đľđŠđ˘đľ đđŞđŻđĽđ˘đłđ˘ đŹđŞđđđ´ đąđŚđ°đąđđŚ đ¸đŠđ° đĽđ°đŻ'đľ đ§đ°đđđ°đ¸ đľđŠđŚđŞđł đ°đłđĽđŚđłđ´. đđŠđŞđ´ đ¸đ˘đ´ đ˘ đ´đŞđŽđąđđŚ đˇđŞđđđ˘đ¨đŚ đľđŠđ˘đľ đ¸đ˘đ´đŻ'đľ đŞđŻ đľđŠđŚ đ¸đ˘đş đ°đ§ đłđ°đ˘đĽ đľđłđ˘đˇđŚđđŞđŻđ¨ đ˘đŻđĽ đľđłđ˘đĽđŚđ´, đŁđśđľ đŁđŚđ¤đ˘đśđ´đŚ đ˘ đ§đŚđ¸ đąđŚđ°đąđđŚ đŤđ°đŞđŻđŚđĽ đđ˘đ´đąđŞđ˘đŻ đľđ° đąđłđ°đľđŚđ¤đľ đľđŠđŚđŞđł đłđŞđ¨đŠđľđ´ đđŞđŻđĽđ˘đłđ˘ đ˘đľđľđ˘đ¤đŹđŚđĽ đľđŠđŚđŽ. đđ˘đ¤đŹ đ¸đ˘đđŹđŚđĽ đŁđŚđŠđŞđŻđĽ đđŚđ° đąđ˘đľđŞđŚđŻđľđđş, đąđłđŚđąđ˘đłđŚđĽ đľđ° đ¤đ˘đľđ¤đŠ đľđŠđŚ đŽđ˘đđŻđ°đśđłđŞđ´đŠđŚđĽ đŹđŞđĽ đŞđŻ đ¤đ˘đ´đŚ đŠđŚ đ§đ˘đŞđŻđľđ´. đđ°đ¨đŚđľđŠđŚđł đľđŠđŚđş đ˘đłđłđŞđˇđŚđĽ đ˘đľ đľđŠđŚ đđŚđłđ¤đş'đ´ đ¤đ°đľđľđ˘đ¨đŚ; đľđŠđŚ đ§đđ°đ¸đŚđłđ´ đ´đľđ˘đłđľđŞđŻđ¨ đľđ° đ¸đŞđľđŠđŚđł đ¸đŞđľđŠđ°đśđľ đ˘đŻđş đ¸đ˘đľđŚđł, đľđŠđŚ đ¤đ°đđ°đśđłđ´ đ¸đŚđłđŚ đĽđŞđŽđŽđŚđł, đ˘đŻđĽ đŁđđ°đ°đĽ đ¤đ°đˇđŚđłđŚđĽ đľđŠđŚ đ¸đ˘đđ. đđąđ°đŻ đ°đąđŚđŻđŞđŻđ¨ đľđŠđŚ đĽđ°đ°đł, đđ˘đ¤đŹ đ¨đ˘đ¨đ¨đŚđĽ đ˘đľ đľđŠđŚ đ´đ¤đŚđŻđľ đ˘đŻđĽ đĽđŚđ¤đŞđĽđŚđĽ đľđ° đ¸đ˘đŞđľ đŁđş đľđŠđŚ đĽđ°đ°đł đ¸đŞđľđŠ đŠđŞđ´ đ˘đšđŚ đŞđŻ đŠđŞđ´ đŠđ˘đŻđĽđ´.
"đđ°đ°đŹ đđ˘đłđľđŞđŻ! đđľ'đ´ đ´đ°đŽđŚ đŁđłđŚđ˘đĽ. đ đŹđŻđ°đ¸ đľđŠđŞđ´ đŞđ´đŻ'đľ đľđŠđŚ đ°đŻđŚ đŽđ°đŽ đŽđ˘đĽđŚ đśđ´, đŁđśđľ đŞđľ'đ´ đ´đ°đŽđŚđľđŠđŞđŻđ¨." đđŚđ° đ´đŽđŞđđŚđĽ đ˘đ´ đŠđŚ đąđđ˘đ¤đŚđĽ đľđŠđŚ đŁđłđŚđ˘đĽ đ°đŻ đŠđŞđ´ đŁđłđ°đľđŠđŚđł'đ´ đŠđ˘đŻđĽđ´ đŁđŚđ§đ°đłđŚ đľđŠđłđ°đ¸đŞđŻđ¨ đŠđŞđŽđ´đŚđđ§ đ°đˇđŚđł đŠđŞđ´ đŁđłđ°đľđŠđŚđł đ˘đŻđĽ đŠđśđ¨đ¨đŞđŻđ¨ đŠđŞđŽ đľđŞđ¨đŠđľđđş đ˘đ´ đŠđŚ đ¨đłđŞđŚđˇđŚđĽ đ°đˇđŚđł đŠđŞđ´ đ§đ˘đŽđŞđđş. đđľ đľđŠđ˘đľ đŽđ°đŽđŚđŻđľ, đđŚđ° đŽđ˘đĽđŚ đ˘ đˇđ°đ¸ đľđ° đŠđŞđŽđ´đŚđđ§ đ˘đŻđĽ đŠđŞđ´ đ§đ˘đŽđŞđđş.
"The vow I made to my family all those years ago. I vowed to protect everyone I love and to never run from a fight. It was my realization of the vow that turned the forest normal again." Leo Percy answered as he smiled looking down at the cup of tea and then over to Zehra.
"Awe Percy, I didn't think it would bring up that memory from all those years ago." Zehra empathized as Leo Percy shook his head assuring her everything would be fine.
"Don't worry about that! But I have some boy tea to talk to you about!" Leo Percy exclaimed. Zehra resisted at first on the sudden topic of change, knowing what he had gone through was nothing compared to what had happened to her, but she smiled and allowed him to proceed with him talking about Xavier.