Lost: Princess Of Buya - Reward!
Copyright© 2007 by GLSGareth
Chapter 11
We stared at the completed map. It showed several overlapping circles with the time delays the King experienced.
"What made you think there would be a bigger pause before whispers from farther away?" I asked my wife.
"When your husband adventures all over the Kingdom, you begin to notice such things." She smiled, shrugging off the compliment, then pointed to the spot on the map where all the circles overlapped. "She is here, inside the walls of Buya."
"Just north of the West Gate, and 'it smells like death', " I said to no one in particular.
"That creepy old haunted house?" Alladin suggested.
We all looked at each other and nodded.
"Your Majesty," I said, bowing to the old man. "We now have a very good lead to the whereabouts of your daughter; however, we do not have a clue as to the identity or nature of her captors. Please, Your Majesty, tell no one where we are searching."
"As you wish, Lord Gareth," the King nodded to me. "Must be all this fresh air; I haven't felt this well for weeks."
Indeed, the greenish tinge had left his cheeks. I whispered to Blaster a second, the asked, "Would it be all right if Muse Blaster cast a few Heal spells on you? I assure you that he is a wonderful Healer."
But of course he may, Lord Gareth," the King replied. "I have had many such spells cast on me. I always seem to grow weak again, though."
I nodded to the mage, and he cast a volley of anti-poison spells. Every cure he knew hit the King, followed by his strongest Heal spell, Water of Life. The King seemed healthier; he was less confused and his eyes were clearer.
"I feel much better," the King said. "If only it would last."
"Perhaps Your Highness could use this time of newly gained health to make a few public appearances," Pteri suggested. "Your people must have heard disturbing rumors as to your health. They probably already have you at the grave."
"What a marvelous idea! You are a very sensible, and charming, young woman. We just so happen to be outside Yunsil Tavern, too, one of my favorite places. Did you know they serve these wonderful little sausages there?" the King seemed to be his old self again. He had always had an appetite.
I instructed the rest of the party to get re-supplied and meet in front of the "haunted house." Pteri and I accompanied the King into the Tavern, where a number of peasants and commoners sat around tables drinking. In the middle of the tavern, a large party of hearty drinkers, mostly Nobles, had surrounded a very tall man dressed in aqua colored armor. I recognized him immediately, and apparently, so had the King.
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