Bridging Worlds: Book 1 Celestoria's Time

-Minstrell Chalice-

Eamon and Rosche, along with the twins, dismounted from their horses and entered the rustic tavern. The cozy atmosphere inside provided a welcome contrast to the harsh journey they had undertaken.

As they walked into the tavern, a warm smile greeted them. It was Geran, Rosche’s brother. He embraced his sister, saying, “I’m glad you guys are okay.” His voice was filled with relief as he held Rosche tightly, grateful for her safe return. Then, he turned to Eamon and patted his shoulder, showing his appreciation. “And you, Eamon, thank you for watching over her.”

Eamon smiled, appreciating Geran’s warm welcome. “It’s okay, Geran; we looked out for each other. Rosche is a brave and capable fighter.”

Rosche, curious about Mister Agnus. She looked at Geran and inquired, “By the way, where is Mister Agnus? I have to tell him that we managed to save his people. It was a tough battle, but we succeeded.”

Geran explained with a hint of concern, “He’s taking a rest in his room, still recovering from his wounds of the recent events, but I’ll notify him when he wakes up. He’ll be relieved to hear the good news.”

As the conversation continued, Geran noticed the two unfamiliar figures who accompanied Eamon and Rosche. His curiosity got the better of him, and he couldn’t resist asking, “Who are they? I don’t remember seeing them before.”

Rosche took a step forward, introducing the newcomers. “Oh, we met them when we fought the darkbane tribe. They also helped us greatly in the battle. This is Eowyn and her brother, Davhil.” She gestured towards the twins.

Geran’s eyes widened in recognition as he pointed at Eowyn. “You!” he exclaimed, clearly familiar with her. There was a hint of disbelief in his voice as he recalled their previous encounter.

Eowyn, equally surprised to see Geran, couldn’t hide her recognition either. “You’re the Flower guy,” she said with a mix of embarrassment and amusement. It seemed that their prior interaction had left quite an impression on both of them.

Eamon, sensing the tension in the room, attempted to ease the situation. He asked, “Do you two know each other? It seems like there’s a story here.”

Rosche, puzzled by the sudden turn of events, asked, “You know each other? What’s going on?”

Geran decided to provide some context. “She’s the one who stole my Luminoflora flower.” He shook his head, recalling the event as if it had happened just yesterday.

Davhil, Eowyn’s brother, turned to his sister, shocked by the revelation. “So, he’s the owner of the Luminoflora flower? You told me you’re the one who found it,” he said, his eyebrows furrowing in confusion.

Eowyn turned to her brother, admitting, “You wouldn’t drink it if I told you the truth. You’re so stubborn.” She sighed, remembering the desperate circumstances that had led to her actions.

Davhil, feeling responsible for the situation, bowed his head in apology. “I apologize on behalf of my sister. She did it for me. I was very sick at that time and the Luminoflora was the only thing that could help.”

Rosche, understanding the circumstances better now, offered her support. “It’s okay, Davhil. I think your sister got desperate that time. If I were in her shoes, I’d do the same. You won’t mind, right, Geran?”

Geran nodded, acknowledging the apology. “No, it’s alright. I can see why she did it.”

Eowyn, realizing that her actions had caused some trouble, decided to make amends. She brought out the Luminoflora she had taken and handed it to Geran. “And like I promised, here’s half of the Luminoflora petals.” She offered it hoping to make things right.

Geran received the Luminoflora with a nod of gratitude. “Alright, thank you,” he said, appreciating the gesture.

As the tension in the room slowly dissipated, Rosche, who had been looking around the tavern, realized that Kiryo, their companion, was missing. She asked, “Hey, where is Kiryo, by the way?”

Eamon, who had his reservations about Kiryo, couldn’t help but chime in with a hint of sarcasm, “Yeah, where is that jerk? It’s not like him to disappear like this.”

Geran explained, “Is he not with you? He volunteered to wait for you guys at the city gate, in case you returned. You guys didn’t meet him there?”

Rosche frowned, concerned for their missing companion. “No, we didn’t see him at the entrance. I hope he’s okay.” The worry in her voice was evident, and the group’s earlier jubilant mood was tinged with uncertainty.