Crack as the chair hit the ground the ink well was knocked over an paper flew across the floor. For Hanson had raptly stood up with recondition of the young woman in front of him. "Thank the Gods you are alive. When I heard thought you had all been killed."
Braking down into tears struggled to ask "why" that was the only thing she could say. But within that "why" it couvade all the sorrow, desperation, and all the unanswered questions that she has been asking herself. Moving quickly around his desk he rapped Zena up in a hug like he had done so many times when his own daughter had be hurt and crying as a child. After a few minute had passed of her uncontrolled crying she started to breath normally and calm back down.
"Finley go grab some wine and something warm to eat." "Set an I'll tell you everything I know and a lot of what I suspect."
"It's sad to say but his has been coming for some time. This was not the first time you father had turned the King down."
"What. But why would he turn King Therran down at all. I thought everyone loved him."
"King Therran is not a kind and benevolent as he's wants everyone to be leave. You're father an I learned that first hand. Zane was once a general in the the king's army. To be precise he was the kings right hand around twenty seven years ago now. Taking advantage of your father beastmaster magic to have the most feared mounts warriors ever. There was a conflict with one of the other nine kings mounted warriors leaving both sides destroyed. It was at this time Zane decided to leave with your mother to peruse a simpler life. With doing so he gave up the blood soaked past."
"That can't be my father he was so kind and gentile" "He couldn't have"
"I promise you it's true. Your mother Mirrile was his saving grace. She convents him it was time to fined a new path. So he moved onto the land where your farm was and started breading, taming and raising best to work with people. He was the very best at it. Your beastmaster bloodline helps. As your well aware of your ability to communicate with animals through there thoughts and minds." "Well word got back to King Therran that a man with a way with animals was leaving in these parts. He sent messengers to speak with your father but each time he turned them away. Then about three or four days ago the King came himself. Your dad refused the king from what I could gather. My guess King Therran became angry and had everyone killed."
Finley started yell "Zena, Zena" "Your bag is making noises" as ran into the room holding the old well oiled leather bag with scratch marks all over it for years of use.
Reaching out and taking the bag quickly form Finley, Zena's face began to light up as she knew what it could be. The eggs where beginning to finally hatch. Pulling them both out of the bag gently so not to disturb them.
With a curious expression on her cute face. "What type of eggs are those"
A soft smile touched Zena's face "these or griffin eggs"
Finley and Hanson both exchanged looks of surprise. "Griffin eggs really?" Hanson asked questioningly.
"Ya I retrieved them not to long ago."
" you really are your fathers child" as he busted out laughing.
Crack crack crack as the first of the two eggs started to brake open the first thing to emerge from the egg was a deep black beak. Followed by the snow white feathery head with two beautiful wings. As the first wing came out the second griffin started to brake out of it beautiful shell.
Within about five minute both eggs had hatch reveling two beautiful clumsy baby griffins the same size as small dog. One that was a pure snowy white and the second was a stormy gray. Zene reached out to pet them and the little gray playfully snapped at her fingers then pounced on her hand.
Looking around "I hate to ask but you have any raw meat so I can feed them"
"I'm sure we do, Finley take them to the kitchen. Zena we can finish's our conversation in the morning."
Scooping up the two newly hatch griffins the to girl made there way into the kitchen. As they enter Zena made her way over to the center island and set the baby's down on it and watched them snap and jump on each other. Just standing there watching the griffins play with each other, the girls started to laugh. At the sound of the laughter the griffins looked up and started to click there beaks.
Finley "Oh I forgot. Wait here." Finley disappeared through a door on the left hand side that led down to the cellar an came back with some mutton. "Will this work for them."
"That's more then enough thank you" she reach for the mutton with one hand an use the other to pull the knife from her belt and started to chop the meat up till it was mostly a glob of thick pink paste with a few small chunks of meat. At the same time was having to push the hungry little griffins back out of the way till she was finished. Once she pulled her hands an knife away the pounced on top of the the pile of meat and begin to play in it as they eat.
Once the griffins had finished eating an play in there food they corralled up and started to doze off.
"How about I show you to your room Zena" together each girl picked up one of the sleeping baby's and carried them to the guest room where she would be staying.
"Thank you, for everything."
"That's what sister or for. Well I mean if your ok with bring sisters that is." Zena nodded her head an repeated the word "Sisters" and then walked into the room. An laid the griffins on the bed.