Amelia, Ceada, and Ruvean sat down on the couch, Teresa couldn't believe how grown Amelia was now. She knew she screwed up the minute she allowed Richard to harm her. Teresa could see a scar on the side of Amelia's rib from the time she saved Ethrinria and another one on her stomach when Richard had brought in preachers to take out her good heart. Teresa wondered if she still had the word on her back.
The sound of footsteps was heard catching the attention of Ruvean who turned to see two men walking in. "Ruvean and Ceada I would love for you to meet the Jayne's... Richard Jayne and Toby Jayne."
Amelia looked at Richard first checking to see if his features were changed, she noticed that he had gained a little weight when she last saw him; Brown, long hair neatly coiffure to reveal a thick, radiant face. Shining grey eyes, set low within their sockets, watching his daughter sitting in front of him after many years of seeing her. A beard roughly compliments his eyes and hair and leaves an unsettling feeling in Amelia's stomach.
"You aren't going to introduce us as family" Toby scoffed.
Red, dreadlocks hang over a craggy, tense face. Hooded brown eyes, set a-symmetrically within their sockets, narrowing his eyes towards Amelia, he couldn't help but shake his head. He was disappointed. Fallen debris left a mark stretching from the bottom of the right cheek, running towards his left nostril and ending on his right cheek leaves a compelling memory of redemption.
"Why would I when this was never home for me?" Amelia asked as she clenched her fist, the rage was building up inside her body but she instantly calmed down when she saw Ethrinria laying on the grass outside while Abigail was sitting by her side.
"Enough! We call you here for your help. Someone is after our land. We've been threatened by the person and if we don't give them all of our money by noon Friday afternoon he will burn our village down," Teresa spoke.
Amelia rolled her eyes while Ruvean frowned, "Why haven't you notified the king about it?" He asked.
Toby scoffed as he looked at Ruvean, "You think the king would love to see us? No, we will be killed the very first moment we set foot into his palace."
"We wouldn't have asked for you if it wasn't urgent. We've even set up the house out the back for you guys to stay, plus it'll give you guys a good chance to think it over," Teresa replied.
"Thank you, Mrs Jayne, we will see to the house at the back and will speak to you tonight. Do you remember the way, Amelia?" Ruvean asked.
Amelia stood up from her seat and began to walk towards the back door, Ruvean and Ceada followed behind. She opened it slowly and stepped through before heading down the stairs that led towards the back. The house was small, it was used to host many quests along the years, the brick exterior still stood tall, with three small-sized bedrooms, a tiny kitchenette, and a lounge room. The interior was painted in warm colours. Around the home sat a beautiful flower garden with roses and lilies planted around.
"You never told me your parents owned the estate," Ceada told Amelia as they walked inside.
"Why would I? They aren't my family," she replied.
Ruvean frowned, "Why do you hate your family so much?" To elves family was everything and the elders were treated with respect.
Amelia looked at Ceada and Ruvean; she knew she had to tell them. She knew one day she would have to. "My father hated when anyone stood against him, when I was 5, I went down to the market when I saw Ethrinria in chains about to be slaughtered in broad daylight. I stepped in and I unchained her using my mage powers and just as we were about to leave my father ordered an attack that almost got me killed." She pointed to the scar on her chest knowing everyone had been curious about why she had that scar.
"Your father?" Ceada asked.
Amelia nodded and took a deep breath, "I was almost dead but Ethrinria saved me, I don't know how but she did. That's why we have a bond like no other after my fate in my family declined and I left at 15. I couldn't handle it, I rode Ethrinria until I found you."
There was also another reason why Amelia left but she didn't feel like sharing it, plus she hated the thought of it. Ruvean sat back and listened to everything Amelia said, it made sense why she was quiet and didn't want to come here. The way she looks and acts around her family. Tensions grew in the guest house as the three of them began to think of what they should do?
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Meanwhile back at the guild, Phyahi was trying to figure out what was so urgent that Amelia, Ruvean, and Ceada had to go and why there was a mage standing at their door, he should have killed that mage.
"What are you pacing about Phyahi? We all get called away for some separate missions," Srocs asked as he walked up.
Phyahi ran and hand through his hair, "I want to know what's going on, I hate being left in the dark. Where is Sam?" He asked noticing that the guild was silent without him, normally there was grunting and fighting.
"We aren't left in the dark, they've got their mission as we all get. Since when have you cared about missions... Oh, this is about Amelia isn't it?" Srocs asked as he realized why he was so upset.
Phyahi frowned before looked at Srocs, "So what if it is... She doesn't deserve to be a dragon rider. She isn't a pureblood plus she's a mage."
Srocs rolled his eyes, "So, who cares if she is a mage. She is a better rider than some pure-bloods plus have you seen their bond?"
"Maybe she's controlling the dragon to be close to her," Phyahi said.
Srocs laughed and shook his head, "No one has that type of power, stop being so jealous over Amelia. You asked where Sam is, his father called him to the knights guild about something."
Phyahi wanted to prove that Amelia was just as dangerous as the rest of the mages, he only needed time and one wrong move.