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Prince Dream Rose
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How dare she?! How dare Raelynn accuse my party member of attempted murder? I was wrong about her. She’s not smart at all. She doesn’t know a thing about Dotti or the contract. How could she be so callous?! No wonder she doesn’t have an animal companion- no one could ever like an aloof, callous bitch like her.
It takes years of practice being very, very quiet in front of very, very disgusting nobles to keep that thought to myself.
“You’d better have a very, very good reason for saying that,” I say quietly. “She has a contract.”
“A contract written by Landi!” Raelynn says. “I have no idea how well her magic works, but I do know that every time I hear about a fox spirit showing up, it’s always bad news. No one has ever done the right thing trusting a fox spirit. Brave, powerful warriors and nobles alike have been tricked into horrible, bloody ends, over and over again.” Rae looks at me, and something like worry flickers across her golden eye. “I don’t want you to make the same mistake.”
“I make mistakes on a daily basis. Lots of them. But trust isn’t a mistake.” I look Raelynn right in her eye. “I don’t trust Dotti, at least not fully. She lies and breaks rules when it suits her, and if she had her magic, I’m sure she’d be a terror. But I do trust that she isn’t trying to kill me. It takes a lot to make that leap. Why did you think that?”
Raelynn breaks eye contact first. She looks to Samhain for the briefest of moments.
Silence.
“You don’t have to tell me,” I say. “But trust is a two-way street, Rae.”
I go to Landi, still dim and shivering in Dotti’s paws. I pull the healing potion out from my belt. It’s the last bit of healing I have.
“Hey, Landi. Try this one.” I pop the cork and tilt it to the outline of her mouth. “It’s the same kind you had a few days ago. You know, when we first met.”
Landi guides the potion to her lips. I keep talking. “When we first found Dotti, remember? You warned me not to make eye contact. I really should have listened to you. Could’ve saved myself a trash-eating fox girl.”
Dotti sniffles. Landi takes a deep pull of potion. It doesn’t look like it’s working.
“I almost died,” Landi says quietly.
“It’s okay to be afraid,” I say. “I think I know something to help with that. Do you want to get some wine on the way back?”
“Yeah,” Landi says. Her glow brightens just a little. “Wine is good. And friends. Friends are nice.”
“Am I a friend?”
“Yeah.” She shines a little brighter.
“Is Dotti a friend?”
Dotti’s ears perk up.
“Dotti’s a pillow.”
Dotti’s ears go flat.
“I like pillows.”
Dotti whines.
I go to Raelynn and tell her the truth. “She’ll be fine.”
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I take stock of our supplies. Thankfully, Dotti didn’t prime the smoke bomb before dropping it- that one’s still usable. Raelynn says the trip home will be just as dangerous as taking an extra half-hour to find the plated bauxite. I decide to trust in Raelynn’s skills, if not her forthrightness.
I won’t send Dotti home alone- she’s completely defenseless. Better to keep her with the group.
The risk pays off. We reach the cliff sooner than expected, and I find a deposit almost immediately. It feels good to get an unconditional win. Really good.
Raelynn is waiting for me when I step away from the cliffside, prize in hand.
“Are we still safe?”
Raelynn nods. “I found the source of the bloodshed.”
“Oh, no. Is it…”
“It’s not bad,” Raelynn says. “Not right now. I found a clearing with bloody bear pawprints. Lots of them, with ritual markings in the trees, and boot-prints in the dirt surrounding the clearing.”
“What on earth…” I put a hand to my head. “You make it sound like an arena.”
“Ritualized combat. Months’ worth of it. Enough to overpower the ritual cleansing.”
“But what kind of bears would fight with people watching?”
“Not bears,” Raelynn says numbly. “Druids.”
“I don’t understand.”
“Neither do I.”
We decide to leave. Now.
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Everyone is exhausted once we leave the forest and make it to the safety of the well-traveled road. There’s only one party member who might have enough energy to have a conversation with me after everything that’s happened.
Is it Landi? Raelynn? Or Dotti?
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