Fashr's carriage traveled a few more hours, during which time Namhr stayed with Mythro on his lap and wiped the blood off his head and the mud on his body. She eventually covered it, because as she continued, a cold attacked them.
- When we get home, I will clean you properly, so it is very dangerous for you to catch any disease.
Mythro looks at Namhr and hugs her. Fashr watches and is quiet.
Eventually, the carriage slows down.
- Mr. Fashr, we are here!
- Excellent.
Fashr then gets up in the carriage and opening the door, he steps down.
- I came back, everyone!
- Let's go small.
Namhr gets up with Mythro on his lap and also gets off the carriage, quickly a handmaiden approaches her.
- Miss Namhr, who is this?
- Ah, he is ...
- My… thro
Fashr turns and smiles slightly.
- Ho, at least his name can he say? Doesn't this prove that he has parents who named him Namhr?
- Hmph! Get that smile off your face, we are not going to throw it back into the valley. I will teach him everything, the Lord can be carefree.
- Why Namhr!
Namhr ignores his father and along with the maid passes through the village gates, making his way through the crowd.
Soon some men come close to Fashr.
- Mr. Fashr, who was that child?
- We found him on the floor, injured, his Miss is kind and I brought him here. He will work like any of us to survive here, so don't worry about him entering our village.
- Mr. Fashr is fair!
- Yea!
Fashr is a wise man, the villages in the abyss, are poor and depend a lot on the men who work hard to be able to stay in the hard and cold environment.
The cold of this place comes from a crevice with a huge abyss.
- Mr. Fashr, how was the trip?
- Excellent! I was right to take those stones to the imperial city, we were well rewarded!
Fashr then takes a large bag from the rear of the carriage, where he has luggage storage, and shows its contents.
Several notes of different colors are shown.
- Sir ... Are these red grades of grads?
- Yes, there we saw the great fortune that could be made with that little bit of bluestone. Its name is cosmic stone, it is an accumulation of cosmic energy in stones that only solidify after many tens of years! Its value is priceless, it has earned us 3 years of work.
- 3 years?
All men are amazed.
- Yes, go back to the village, call your wives, sons, daughters and elderly, today, we celebrate! All debts will be paid and I will make our village richer.
- Mr. Fashr!
All men start to cry, living in the abyss is an arduous task, few types of food can withstand the intense cold, not to mention the poorly fertile land. Animals live sick due to the little they are fed, due to food scarcity. Many of the villages die when eating these animals, as they prefer to take risks with the disease, rather than hunger.
- Let's go! It was a long journey, our people need us.
Fashr and the men then go through the gates, which soon close.
In the middle of the village, there is a house, its shape is that of two opposite L's. This house belongs to Fashr, who is the current leader of the village. On the left side of the house, a woman is waiting to knit.
- Lady! Lady!
A maid runs into the left side of the house screaming.
- Now, calm down. What happens? Did you see why the uproar was out there?
- Mr. Fashr is back!
The woman stops knitting immediately and stands up. She throws her work on the bed and runs to her door.
When she is about to open, the door opens, and on the other side of the door, there is a beautiful young woman, with black hair, but with purple tips.
- Namhr!
- Mother!
The lady wastes no time and soon hugs her daughter, but much of her grip is mitigated as there is a child in her daughter's arms.
- Who is this little one?
- Mythro! We found him on the ground, in the valley passage, the one we took to go to the imperial city.
- I know ... Did your father agree with that?
- Yes and no.
- Why Namhr!
- I'll take care of him!
- Me and your dad are still going to argue about it.
- I will not abandon him, I brought him.
- He is not a catgirl, people need much more than simple attention.
- I know, I'll take care of him, how do you take care of me, how about?
Namhr's mother sighs and strokes her head.
While they are talking, Fashr's return is very welcome by his people, and everyone is getting ready to celebrate. Many men go to their families and bring the good news.
- The stones we found made a lot of money! Our village will change!
- The debts we owe to the hunters' village will be fully paid, and we can improve our lives here in the village!
That night everyone was squandered on the bitter drink, which does not bring any warm or pleasant sensation, but masked hunger. The healthy animals were slaughtered, and their meat went to the fire, to feed the whole village, in their conquest.
The next day, Namhr woke up with Mythro in his arms, who was already wearing clean clothes and had taken a
take a good shower.
- Mythro, Mythro. Wake up.
Namhr gently rocks the little one in his arms, trying to wake him with the least possible effort.
Mythro opens his eyes slowly, he sees the young woman beside her and hugs her tightly.
- He, it's okay, nothing will hurt you.
Namhr starts to tease Mythro's long hair, she looks deep into his eyes, unsure and active, unraveling every corner of the house, like a baby.
- Golden eyes ... You must be of some special race outside the abyss, right?
- Nam
- You almost spoke my name! But there's URN sound at the end, let's go Nam-urn.
- Nam… hr!
Mythro dragged his way.
- Yes, you learned!
Namhr laughs happily, and an air of satisfaction and inspiration fills her chest.
- Come on, let's get going.
Namhr jumps out of bed and changes his sleep dress to orange pants and a black shirt.
Mythro is wearing the same thing, only for his size. He faces what Namhr does, but he doesn't get out of bed yet.
- Come come!
Namhr will take him by the hand, only he ends up falling off the bed.
- Sorry, are you okay?
- Namhr!
A strong voice crosses the corridor, on the other side of the house, it is possible to see a figure of a thin but strong man walking with a woman by his side.
It's Fashr and his wife.
- Dad…
A sigh comes out of Fashr's mouth, he approaches and catches Mythro who has fallen and has some tears in his eyes.
- You have to be more careful with him, he must have forgotten what it's like to walk.
Namhr looks at Mythro with a tearful face and starts to cry too.
- Small calm, being a mother is something that every woman has inside her, but it takes time to mature that side.
- But I don't want to be his mother, we are like… brothers!
- We are very different from him, see, he is burnt by the sun, and he has a…
Fashr stops talking for a moment and looks at Mythro's forehead.
- What? So what if he gets burned by the sun, if I go out a little bit I will stay too!
- Husband?
- He has a mark on his forehead. I've never seen anything like it.
- Maybe a bruise?
- How can I not know what an injury is? See, it's like two stones in fire colliding, and then an explosion. Krima, look, look!
Fashr then turns Mythro on to his wife Krima, and takes the hair off his forehead.
- That ... - Krima is left with no answer after seeing the mark.
- He must be of some special race from outside the abyss.
- And that is worrying daughter, out of the abyss, people are much stronger than us, our cultivation is prevented because we have blood, bones and dirty meat. As we were told in the capital by several experts.
- It's the fault of the abyss, right?
- Yea…
- But well, his clan must have been exterminated, the northern clans are always fighting for resources.
- So he's an orphan?
The three are quiet for a while as if deciding the next words.
- Let's stay with him.
Fashr and Namhr are surprised, as it is Krima who finally breaks the silence.
- It's because?
- Fashr, I am not Namhr's real mother, but I love her very much. I already took a daughter from another mother, why can't I have a child too?
Fashr looks at Namhr and then at Krima. He then laughs a little and throws Mythro into the air.
- So it will be!
Mythro is super amazed.