When they reached Kieran’s world, he turned his attention to Ana quickly. This was no doubt overwhelming. He remembered when he had first gone to her world. It had been terrifying. “Of course.” Kieran said. He began to walk with them over to some benches near the courtyard. He felt his friend’s energy before he turned the other way to see him. “Devon!” Kieran greeted happily when he heard his name called out. He nodded to Anabelle and Mahea for a moment and then took a step to the side to address his friend.
“I did.” Kieran said. Devon introduced himself, and then gave another message to Kieran. It was interesting that Devon had run into an Elemental. Kieran turned his gaze to the girl as Devon told him that she was rough around the edges and needed training. When she straightened, Kieran recognized her immediately. The woman had never been clear in his dreams, but she was clear now. “Yes. That is her. Good find, my friend.” Kieran replied. The healer is from my vision. The young one. She doesn’t remember this place, and I am not sure if she was even born here… He said. Her green-ness was quite evident to both of the men. For his vision to come into reality, they would have a good deal of work on their plates. Neither of the women were ready to be completely involved in the war effort.
Rhys saw Devon leave a building and call out to the man who had just arrived, with two others. When Devon gestured to her, she quickly closed her book and got to her feet. She had been sitting for perhaps a little too long, and she stretched her legs as she walked over to the group, arriving as Mahea introduced herself and her daughter. Rhys nodded politely to the group, and Kieran introduced himself to the woman.
“I know.” Rhys said. “Devon talked about you during our journey here.” She said. The girl seemed polite, but Kieran could see her energy. She was on the verge, despite the apparent calm, it was like she could literally explode at any moment.
Mahea turned to Rhys, and said seemed kind, but in the same breath used the word dangerous to describe Rhys. Her energy flared, and the smile fell from her face. Rhys looked down, breathing slowly to keep herself calm. Kieran could sense her discomfort, and interrupted before Mahea made Rhys start a storm. “Much has changed in the time you have been gone, Mahea.” Kieran said. “Come, let’s go.” He said. “Thank you, Rhys, for joining us.”
Kieran spoke to Devon for a moment, confirming that one of the gardens he liked was still in bloom and safely within the walls. It was a nice garden, and it was hidden from the main flow of traffic through the town, which made it ideal for conversing. There were no benches, but trees that had been cut to make the buildings had provided stumps in clusters, and the ground was covered in smooth grass as well. Kieran gestured to one of the clusters, and brought over another stump so there was seating for all of them. “Ana, you should drink some water. It might help you feel a little better.” He said.
Rhys let the others start to sit, and sat afterwards, feeling a bit out of place. Clearly Devon and Kieran were friends, and Kieran seemed to be close with the other women as well. Devon probably didn’t feel uncomfortable around anyone, so it was likely only Rhys who struggled with interacting with…well, just about everyone.
Kieran began the conversation, addressing Rhys so that she could hopefully relax a little. “So Rhys, what bet did you lose to have to travel with Devon?” He asked, chuckling a little.
“I was working at a tavern, and Devon kept me from losing my cool. I didn’t have anything better to do, and traveling with another is always better and safer than traveling alone.” Rhys said. She avoided looking at the older woman, and while she didn’t say much about the details of their meeting, her point was made.
Kieran took it lightly, though, and nodded. “Well at a tavern, I can imagine you were faced with quite a challenge. Were you in Dunlil?” He asked, thinking about what towns were close. Dunlil was a large trading center, and their taverns were frequently known as places where fights broke out daily. He had never seen a table that didn’t rock there, or a chair that hadn’t been patched back together once more.
Rhys smiled, a surprising sight, and shook her head. “Nothing that bad. I was in Eromy. Staggering Knight Alehouse.” She paused for a moment, wondering if it would be better to name the brothel that sat beside it, but Kieran narrowed his eyes a little, seeming to make the connection on his own. “That’s next to the uh—“
“Yes.” Rhys answered quickly, keeping Kieran from having to blush, or having to finish his thought aloud.
“Very nice. Well, I am glad that you joined Devon, and I hope you like Yarlow.”
“I do. It has been wonderful for the last day. People are much less….judging.” Her gaze flickered to Mahea, and then back to Kieran, who pretended not to notice.
“I understand what you mean. I hope that we can bring that sort of understanding to the rest of the world as well.” Kieran finished tactfully, before turning his attention to Ana once more to ask how she was holding up.