Nesa opened the way from the basement to the depths of the tunnel. She was so focused on what she wanted to say to Guva that Nesa stopped, half impatient, half reluctant.
"We don't have time for that, girl," Ayana said gruffly.
Nesa sharply studied "Passionate", who had arranged her bush hair. "You don't get involved in this," he snapped. "I really don't have time," Nesa told him.
"I don't have time for your stupidity either. Calm down?" She gave Nesa a stern look, then lowered her voice and approached. "Not long ago I received a piece of news - a more ingenious, young, and smarter than I am, a 'Wonder', a traveler," Nesa stared at him for a minute. "Mextumsila?" Ayana was taken a back, "You know her?" she whispered.
"Yes, and she..."
When Guva entered, they both stopped talking. Guva looked at Ayana and Nesa and waited impatiently. "It's been almost two weeks now. No news. All of you are in more danger today than yesterday." Nesa looked at Guva, her brows furrowed in a thick V. " I lost track of them a few days after they left," said Ayana, "I can't feel their spirit." When Nesa smiled from the corner of her lip, "There's still a bit of their soul, False Witch," the last words were contemptuous to Nesa. Nesa paid no attention to her. " Artam and Tamir are strong "They must have gone too deep to find what I was looking for. Nothing will hurt them."
"Is there any news?" ' asked Guva.
"They're part of it too," Ayana said, continuing. "They took action from Karagöl two weeks ago, they are fleeing the Black cavalry and the shadow, and I last heard about it three days ago. She said they were going to Pasina." " Does the girl know anything?" Guva asked. " Guva gruffly. It's a punishment." Guva sighed. Ayana was right, it was a punishment or a reward. Nesa turned and looked sideways at Ayana. "She is Acuz, She is Acuz," she grumbled and slowly opened the door of the room and entered.
A flame crackled in the fireplace, and in the center of the table stood a gleaming silver jug and a polished silver tray filled with cups. Guva and Ayana sat at either end of the table without taking their eyes off each other. All other chairs were empty. Mayda was waiting in the corner of the room. Mayda's knitting had been thrown over her shoulder, she had grasped the end with a fist; She looked as pale as a ghost. Nesa was leaning against the mantelpiece, staring at the flames, and as she rubbed her hands to keep warm, Ayana mockingly said, "You're cold." "You're not strong enough to warm you up," she said. Nesa shrugged uncomfortably and walked towards the table. She felt Guva and Ayana's eyes on him, but he still sat in the middle of the two. For a minute the room was silent,
"Since everyone is here," Guva said, leaving the table and filling one of the silver mugs and handing it to Ayana. Ayana rudely took the glass and finished it in one gulp. Nesa squinted at her. They were still ignorant of etiquette.
Ayana said, "I heard news from the North that the creatures in the Uncanny Forest were killed. Maybe Tamir and Artam were killed by them." He took a sip from his silver glass before Guva could say anything to him. "If he had killed them, the lights in the cellar would have gone out. There must be something else, but they will be back," said Guva. "I am listening to you," said Guva.
"The Summoning brings here Tonka's bloodline as well as attracts dangerous creatures, and the Black cavalry and their shadows are killing groups. So do the Hunters. It will attract many here." Guva nodded. She didn't show nervousness. She was angry, and perhaps angry. She glanced over. Guva said to put an end to the tension between the two of them, "The only truth I can see is that no descendants of Tonka have reached here, and Tamir and Artam are not there." What? " said. "You have to learn to keep your tongue, little fake witch, you're overconfident," said Ayana. Nesa "Why should I?" ' asked Nessa. "Why should I learn to hold it when my tongue speaks the truth," said Guva. Guva interrupted. "Enough! Ayana is our friend," he said. he looked.
Nesa leaned back, her back stiff defiantly. Ayana pretended not to notice and said in a soft voice, "When a rumor, a whisper spreads to all the ice people communities, they follow the rumor, now there are rumors and those who hear the call are coming here. Those coming from the North have to pass through the Unholy Forest. they came across, the only way is to wait for them to come back. Guva seemed convinced of this.
Mat cleared his throat, then muttered, "What about Mextumsila?" "Don't worry about her, if you pay Mextumsila a good deal, she will always do her job," Ayana said. "Did you expect that to happen?" Nesa shook her head in disgust and looked at Guva. "Nesa you have too much judgment and doubt but there is no other way. As long as Mextumsila does her job, she will get closer to getting what she wants," said Guva. Ayana sat back. "This is shopping," she said lightly. Guva sighed. If Nesa could stop herself, she would, but the words came out of her mouth angrily. "This is all very well but it doesn't change anything. They haven't come back and I'm thinking of going for them." "Nesa," Guva said, "You can't do that, don't trust here, you have to believe they are safe, assurances"
"They're safe!" Nesa shook her head indifferently. He said, "You sent them there, into the Uncanny forest, where the monsters are. They can harm them because of you, and the call attracts more monsters here, Tell me how they are safer, Guva?"
"There are many dangers I cannot protect them from," said Guva, "just as you cannot protect them. I cannot protect them from many things, never from the wheel of fate." "Your mission you failed again, you should have kept us out of it, Guva." "Mayda," Guva said after a moment, "take Nesa as well and leave me alone with Acuz for a while." His face was indifferent. Nesa jumped up, Mayda took Nesa to her side and headed for the door.
Mayda closed the door behind them, then began to stand guard in the corridor. Nesa walked a short distance down the corridor, but realized that Mayda would not be allowed the slightest chance of eavesdropping. Mayda was leaning against the wall and motionless. Seeing that Nesa was still there, Mayda gave her a sharp look. "Sounds like good advice," Nesa told her, but she clearly wasn't too interested in Mayda's advice. "Go back to your room, Nesa, you've gone too far." Then she walked past him and through the door.
Guva turned to Ayana, "I must apologize to you for the girl's rudeness. She's been through a lot with the weak." "It doesn't matter, the girl is still young," Ayana said. "Mextumsila and the girl with her will be here in a week. Mextumsila said she could sacrifice anyone but the girl, and there's the Bürkut sword bearer. How could he be so careless, and the Yilbeler will come after them. As if our enemy were furious," he laughed, but his laugh sounded forced. Guva looked at the doorway before answering; now there was no movement there. "Our affairs couldn't be more complicated than that, but it could still be to the advantage of this group. As long as he's with Tonka's bloodline, everyone is in danger anyway."
"There is a possibility that I may be right. We can't go back from here." Guva's face wore a serious expression. "I don't want to fail this time," he said. Ayana smiled. "We'll never know, we can only follow the signs, we don't know who or what, we just wait, do our duty, if we fail the cycle starts again." "A punishment," Guva whispered. Ayana "We are in a hell as people say, here in this geography they speak of a fiery hell," Guva "They never met the god of the sky," Ayana as if to correct him "I went there a few times years ago, a hunter was hunting a glutton, There were believers, but long forgotten," Guva said, "This is impossible," Ayana stubbornly pressed on him, showing her disbelief, "I see, red is the sign of the sky god." Guva said, "That doesn't make sense. There's always so much to learn, how long is the time while you wait." Ayana nodded her approval, "An old riddle that slows down when you wait, speeds up when you're late, hurts when you're sad, shortens when you're happy, never ends when you suffer. "Time," said Guva without hesitation. "Time… Colorful like the glass bottles of a Wretched"
Guva took a half glance at the still empty doorway, then took Ayana's arm. "Let's walk while we talk." She let him be taken away, and when they were too far from the door to be heard, she started again. "Like I said, there's a lot we don't know yet. There are very few stories of the Ice People left, maybe you'll tell a few of them one day from what you know."
"Maybe one day, we'll learn more," he replied. "And we can teach any child born outside the realm of ice." Ayana grinned in delight. "I hope we can teach"