"—Rather than easy to spot, is difficult to miss you Trektör!"; Say Carmorac hinting at my beautiful companions.
He is not different, Citronella is following him closely, with astonishment present in her innocent expression, her face is now decorated with a few white patterns and her skin is more tanned as well; However, the most striking feature is her dress, revealing a large cleavage, which contrasts a lot with the previous mental image that i have from her as the outfit she showed back in the train cabinet was immensely demure.
Just as Carmorac's sister, another woman is at the left side of my friend, she exudes an allure of maturity, warmth yet dangerous, having her bright aqua green irises locked onto Questeriss.
This woman has a similar hairstyle to the "Blowing Breeze", a braided ponytail with her aqua bluish slightly green hair, and her dress is less revealing than the one is being used by Citronella.
"—So?"; Carmorac's question can have one meaning only, sighing as I reply trying to not sound too amused "—I know where Laiara is now, so wait until tomorrow".
Carmorac freeze for a moment, somehow managing to not go completely crazy with this information, talking slow and with a fake calmness that is disappearing the more he speaks "—I wasn't asking for that Trektör, but as you mention this, don't be a Jerk and tell me right now!".
The mature woman admonish him "—Have more manners and do not forget that you are a Clïegdren, Cadmus, and My Son".
{Son?!}
"—As you say Mother"; Comply Carmorac, failing miserably right away "—Bastard Asshole, how can you be so evil with your own Friend!, Trektör!, you already forgot how we bleed together in that Shit Hole protecting those…
He stops and points in a direction "—Those women!".
He turns to me and repeat "—Those women Trektör!, They are them!, You see them in the entrance too, Right?!".
"—Yes I do"; But they are not alone, as I see Two Old acquittance with them; The "Rich Man", known as "Ripe Man" by Irithessa; And "Broken Jawline", someone I punch in the head and destroy half of his face in the process.
{He doesn't seem to have any of this damage anymore, the [Molecular Realignment] is truly a wonderful advantage}
The Mature Woman sighs as Carmorac grins at her "—Trektör, I really want to see Laiara, though, What I wanted to ask, It was if the Miss Sterious Sirein and you are together?.
—Itzxuria is "Mine", Is that enough?.
"—Of course it is Trektör"; Carmorac leans against the Mature Woman and speak with a serious intonation "—My Cherished Mother, talk to whoever is needed and solve the conflict with the Sirein by the morning, Or do I have to go and wipe them out in person?".
—Your presence is not required in that location, Cadmus, don't be impulsive either.
Carmorac becomes stoic, authoritative and aggressive, constructing his pupils into slits as he grunts "—You have only until midnight Neutralizer".
The Mature Woman gulps down, withering in fear; I can see Questeriss and even Risteth getting ready to defend themselves, coveting their bodies with Zöhår and Vyåhö to reinforce their [Membranes].
—Grand Brother, you are scaring me…
Says Citronella as he calms down with a loud laugh "—Hahaha, What are you saying Dumbtronella?!, with Trektör here, there is nothing you have to fear, that includes me losing my reasoning until reaching a Kiltering State, so don't worry about me, and flirt with him more, I want you to be one of his wives"…
She is speechless, as Carmorac keeps talking "—Just in case something happens to me, and, if you didn't understood yet, my cutest smallest sister, you have a lot of rivals, because all the Women in the table are craving for his touch"…
"—You finally dare to admit this openly Grand Brother!"; Exclaims Citronella, getting confused due to being oblivious to the meaning in the last remark mentioned by her brother "—And why they would need his touch?".
"—Haha, To bond better Dumbtronella, and I was pretty clear before, I want Trektör to be part of our Family…
"—That would be impossible My Son"; Interrupts the Mature Woman "—He is a Krïegdörn, Saitruss would become part of his Family, not the other way around".
—My Cherished Mother, Trektör is an Orphan, we grew together in Sheet Hold since we were babies; A Krïegdörn, "Ja", They would have destroyed Clarattoia to find him, please don't say nonsense…
I interject "—Is the truth Carmorac, but there was only two of my Brothers searching for me".
Carmorac can't believe me as his mother tries to be more clear "—My son, he is almost an exact copy of Deyrkmöld Threk'Krör Krïegdörn, The current Head Of the Family, but with the characteristic shade of Nylanesh hair, His mother".
My friend snaps back to reality "—Isn't that the name of your Lost Friend?".
—"Disappeared Friend", Cadmus, She Vanished after Threk'Krör didn't fulfill what he promised to her…
This Mature Woman sighs with longing and nostalgic regret "—She was too much for him, or for anyone"…
"—You love her mother?"; Surprisingly, the question comes from Citronella, and the Mature Woman has a guilty smile "—I am not the only one who fall for her charms, Am I wrong Questeriss?, Now you are going for his son instead?".
"—Why wouldn't I?"; Say jokingly Questeriss "—He is Handsome, and has fancy my protege".
—His mother was not different on that factor of attraction, her adventurous curiosity always drive others to new heights, and as you said Casternnis, Threk'Krör is the culprit of her leaving…
—Questeriss, Have you thought in how different everything would be if Nylanesh had decided to Marry Dörn'Mourldt, The Current Head Of The Rïech'Möûönd Family instead of Threk'Krör…
She doesn't respond, as a masculine voice join the conversation "—Trektör would be more Handsome but undoubtedly a mediocre shit, as the majority of Men in my Family; What a pleasure to see you again Hardcore Blinker"
—The same "Rich Man".
He has light blue hair and eyes, with a confident smile plastered on his handsome face, no doubt in why Irithessa is interested on this Man.
"—And let me Apologize"; The Rich Man says as I don't understand the "—Why?".
—Is not obvious, I didn't realize that you were Nylanesh Son…
"—His hair wasn't as dark as it is now"; Adds the Broken Jawline, an Older Man with yellow eyes, white hair and short beard resembling a lock.
"—True"; Accepts the Rich Man "—Although, his behavior was a massive hint, and I miss it!"…
"—We miss it"; Admits Broken Jawline.
—I don't see the problem, is not the fault of anyone here; I could have accepted when the Rich Man wanted to adopt me, and he would have known then; In any case, is in the past, We can't change it, and I am sure that now you want to try and pair me up with one of your daughters…
—Correct!, But is because she wants to marry you, I learned my lesson, and sorry for not being at the presentation of your medals, I found out about the matter three months later, and dumbly believed that you would let yourself be fooled into wasting more of your time in another event like that.
—Jajaja, Not a chance, I use my Veterancy to charge alone into the Farioth territory everytime another of those petitions were sent.
—You are "Insane" for doing that, but simultaneously, is what Nylanesh, your mother, would have done…
{Interesting}
—How was she?.
—An insatiable beast in bed…
{Now I see from were I got my Ravenous Appetite}
—Jajaja, What more?.
—An insatiable beast in battle…
{So is a Family Trait?}
—Oh!, And?.
—And the most loyal person I have ever met without counting you… ; I don't know what happened to her, But I am sure, she has a good explanation for leaving…
{He knows something more}
—Rich Man, You sound too sure of her being alive.
—Because she is hard to kill Trektör, so there is no way she died…
The conversation continues as we listen many stories that each of these older individuals shared exclusively with my mother.
This leaves me with mixed emotions, on one hand, everyone respects her, and loves her; But at the same time, a breach is delimited between them, as if the only person keeping them together was My mother presence.
{This is just confusing, if her life was good, Why did she decided to leave?, Was I a burden to her?, Or maybe it is related to the promise my father made and did not keep; With me being a hideous reminder of this event}
The rest of the night goes on, until is time for us to retire, planning my next days to interact with my new and old acquaintances.
Verizon, Luana ans Julietta are invited by the Baby Brother to pass the night in The Krïegdörn Mansion, as we depart in the limousine, leaving Oriana and Andára in their Building as I go with Risteth to her Prison.