CHAPTER 4
A WORRIED MAID. (POV: ARIA)
Since I arrived at the Ghamurant house, my life has turned completely upside down. I never thought something like this would happen at some point in my life, much less become the personal servant of a lady, princess of the three beastly families. If my father saw me now, I would not doubt the severe scolding that would involve me; after all, I was the one who ran away from home.
My home resides in the great acclaimed and also one of the three capitals of human territory, the city and kingdom of the sun god, Vulkan Veratuth, city of solaris. My life in the city was not absolutely bad, in fact, it was more than comfortable.
However, she was a rather rebellious girl. As a child I had been fascinated with the art of the sword after reading countless books on the beast race in my old home library. Once I told my father that I wanted to wield a sword and become an honorable warrior with great emotion, what I received was a face of total negativity.
He said it to me with disparaging words, as someone of his blood would have the work of a dirty and vile lackey. Much more, to be influenced by demons who do not hesitate to stab you with their dirty claws. It made my blood cold and I had no choice but to go back to my room with my sleep on the floor, but with everything and that I did not have in mind to give up my dream.
More than anyone in the world knew it; the beast people were not demons, as my father said. Those stories written in the books showed legends, feats done by one hero. He as one of the great five giant heroes, influenced those techniques and teachings, and with that taught, the beast people created their own variations.
All that was and is something fascinating. In secret I decided and I was the one who started her own way with the sword, with the information that had the books in the library.
Of course, I had to be very careful, since any oversight could alert the nannies who were in my charge. Continue until the day my three brothers were born. Two boys and a girl. They were adorable, I remember those chubby bodies and how much they cried the moment they greeted the world for the first time.
Father never made presence in their births; mother, on the other hand, was always at his side and I, without any doubt, wanted to impart in all work of the word the position of elder sister, but, for that, needed to be strong.
It did not matter if my father refused; mother supported me and the growing love that was born from my brothers was more than enough. I wanted to be an admiration for them, find my own way with the sword and make my father see that he was wrong.
It was so that one night I escaped while everyone in the house already slept peacefully. I armed myself with various supplies and a sword from the training room of Solaris soldiers. I was lucky because the house had multiple exits and entrances, so going out was not a complicated task, but of course, the escape was not going to be easy.
With nerves to the thousand, I ran through the streets of the city of Solaris, a city that although I remember little, its beauty still follows the confines of my head. Now, I had to leave the city; however, that was the tricky part of the plan. The exit from the city, which also functions as an entrance, is guarded by multiple guards, who, any minimum scandal, would alert them and my plan, of course, would go to hell.
But I am proud of something and that is that I have an impressive agility. Using that to my advantage, I climbed the roofs of houses up to the main watchtower and, in a leap, down from the wall surrounding the city. Simple and practical, but something stopped me immediately when I had my escape plan.
Mother was there, still, with her long dark hair at night, wearing her typical navy blue dress, which played in play with the light that the moon reflected at that time next to a pair of heels. The pale skin of his body glowing as a result of the reflected light and his fine eyes and lips looking at me a few steps away from where I was. Each of my beauties were alerted at the tip, for...
¿What is mother doing here at this time of night?
Mother often acted strangely, I do not know; although it can be attributed to her being a present mother, her attitudes showed a doubt that she had no foundation.
His aura was strange, mysterious and creepy. His cold look, but it certainly brought you a strange calm, a look that was as reflective as the moon itself. Ah, right, how could I leave ¿such an important detail? , she, my mother. It was The Goddess of the moon herself:President of the Royal Magic Academy of the kingdom of Lunaris.
My mother, the goddess of the moon, looked at me with a worried face before raising her soft voice over my hatreds.
"My child... I understand your reasons for wanting to leave home; yet the concern that it exerts within me as your mother prevents me from letting you do so. Please, Aria, stay with your mother and take care of your brothers beside me... Your father may be an idiot, but he certainly loves you like no one else in the world".
Those words hit me suddenly, very rarely had the opportunity to look at mother with such a vulnerable attitude, it was strange to me, quite, but not unpleasant.
I felt like a girl, a little girl who at that moment wanted to be pampered by her two parents and that was, a calf. Still, I could not afford to think about it, despite the pain that mother's words conveyed, I had to make myself strong at whatever place it took and for this, I said I should travel to the beast city of Ghamurant.
"I'm sorry, Mother, but I can't stay. I need to become strong and for that I feel the need to travel around the world. I want to be an adventurer, meet dragons and thus plant my way by the sword, because that is what really motivates me in this life".
With the best mood I could find at that moment I replied, looking at her with my left hand on my chest; she was a child, barely fourteen years old and someone who had already wondered about what she wanted to do with her life.
Mother again focused her gaze on me, in silence, with the fresh air fluttering over her flat hair.
"Please come closer, my little Aria."
I took a sip of saliva, but I obeyed the request he gave me, and I approached, and without warning his arms wrapped around my neck. That surprised me, but I remained in abrupt silence. For shortly after, mother, to comment other words.
"I beg you, whatever you want to do out there, take care, eat and sleep as it should, send us letters and try to keep us informed of your well-being. Aria, I love you, my little one, and you don't know how much it hurts me to have to let you go so early, but your eyes tell me: they burn with an immense passion, a passion so similar to that of your father, and that's what makes me trust you, trust that you'll be fine out there on your own".
He paused for a moment before continuing his maternal speech.
"But it's never wrong to say, you're more than welcome as long as you decide you want to come back. I will not ask you any more nor ask you again to stay alone. Promise me that one day this poor mother will see her sweet girl again".
Dude, I wondered for a moment if I really wanted to leave home. This feeling was unique; being surrounded by my mother's arms melted me, I wanted to cry even though nothing had really happened. I felt selfish or, well, was being selfish.
Mother would suffer for not seeing me at home, my nannies would probably also mourn and father, although I don't know what crosses his head most of the time, yes that, at least a tiny bit of concern would fall on me.
It was so hard, I wanted to be strong, but in turn, that moment of mother and daughter made me doubt so much what I really wanted.
But I stopped, hugged my mother and swallowed my own feelings about it. This was not only to want to be strong by finding my way with the sword and a mere whim of mine; it would be strong for them, to protect my mother and brothers, the employees of the house and even my father.
"I promise, mother".
I recited near her ear, clinging to her as much as I could before we parted from the embrace. I looked at him and took a deep breath.
"Before, take"
Mother, she reached out to me after we separated from the maternal embrace, they were five gold coins, which surprised me quite a bit, but I took them without any complaint.
"It's not much, but, enough for you to have a comfortable trip, my child. While I know, you ¿are planning to go to beast territory, isn't that so?"
In response, I nodded my head, looking around for a moment to take one last look at my mother.
"So.... ¡I promise to be sending letters with wit, see you, mom!!"
And so it was that with one last farewell I looked at my mother before plunging into the darkness of the streets on the outskirts of the city of solaris. Ugh, I remember and I know how annoying it was to try to integrate myself into the world.
First, in a salon, specifically in an adventurers' guild, so I wanted to gain some experience before officially arriving at my destination, but, shit, the atmosphere was a nuisance everything, everything in its fullness was.
People drinking alcohol everywhere, wooden tables about to break with any carelessness and those same drunks devouring me with their eyes as soon as they saw my chest.
It was tired, but I resigned and checked in and that's where I met Master Darko, during a mission: rescue a small cat that was on the top of a tree and now scared low after having climbed so high.
Complete the mission without any problem, other than having only scratches all over your face. Nevertheless, I returned to the guild and there he was, darko, my teacher, flirting with the receptionist despite being an old man.
At first I thought that attitude was unpleasant, I was disgusted, ignored him and only approached the receptionist who looked at me with eyes of being her savior. However, while I confirmed my mission, the teacher had now flirted with the wrong lady.
A tall, slender and intimidating man threw him right next to me, his skinny body impact on the reception rack but, what surprised me is that he was so smiling, a smile, same as that of a child amusing himself by the situation in which he was.
And there I realized, that I had found the right person when I saw him brandish his sword and slash the neck of that poor man even though, Of course, all that stirred up a commotion and the city guards of the adventurers guild of the kingdom of graymon exiled him for life.
The graymon city, is the second closest city of the kingdom of solaris so it was my first place to visit and the last place I will step back.
Even so, here is the place where the floating boat is its main source of income, therefore, tourism is high thanks to it. Even so. Shortly after that incident I looked for the master, where somehow strange end serving him and his granddaughter in exchange for him giving me a sword training, I ended up traveling in a relatively simple way to the beast territory.
In fact, much sooner than I expected, it had only been a few weeks since I left home and the territory was far away.
But in this way it was as I met Galia and although at first I had not the slightest idea of how to use her, it was our very admiration with the sword that made us unite and my affection for her became great, I remembered my brothers even if these the last time I saw them were just newborn babies.
My stay in the ghamurant house extended and then all those events settled down.
Galia's first birthday and her father gave her a short sword, the times that I had to change her because she peed on herself for holding back the desire to take a bath and the time that I arrived more untidy than ever after fulfilling the task that her grandfather imposed to train her.
When I hear how rigorous his training was, I am annoyed, Galia is still a child and something like that could affect her growth as well as belonging to the race of beast people.
Ah despite this I had to resign and accept it but in return Galia would eat much more than he normally would. Even so, I was worried about her because no one knew how tired the master's training could be since, I too was trained by his much acclaimed ghamurant-style training. A family tradition, or so I want to believe.
Remembering all this is tired and Miss Galia still with her grandfather, ah, just hope he does not come back with his feet burning again.
I guess I'm just worried too much, Galia, she's not exactly a weak girl and it has shown me all these years that I've lived with her.
"¡Miss Aria!¿ Could you help us around here?"
Well, it's time to leave these thoughts here and go back to work once more, besides, I think it's time to send a letter to mother and ask how she and my brothers since so much remember I put something melancholic. And I must prepare the gallic dinner.
"¡Sure, I'll be there in a minute!"
Galia, has become more important for me than my own dream with the sword, I treasure it too much, that it is impossible for me not to worry too much about it.... Ahh, my lady...