VII-A decisive meeting This dive into my past had destroyed ... Of course, my mentor me was convinced of the need to continue my learning, but the work I forced myself let me ever more distraught than before.
I continued nevertheless to give my representations to Cotswold inn. The owner of the establishment had allowed me to move into a comfortable little room on the second floor where I had a soft bed, a wardrobe and a desk to work. His wife Elizabeth, with whom I sympathized, regularly brought me fresh flowers she had in a pretty vase near the window and the white candle wax to allow me to write late at night.
I decided to tell my own story, thinking it might help me to evacuate my pain. But my heroine was happy and everything is finished for the best, the greatest satisfaction of the public. At the end of each show, I rode directly into my cave for dinner. I had the courage to mingle with the happy crowd of regulars ...
Elizabeth, whom I affectionately known as Lizzy, worried about my condition and made sure that I eat enough. She came to me when his work allowed him the leisure and tell me the gossip of the capital. I would pretend to listen forward so as not to hurt, but his heart was not there. The despair and loneliness gradually destroying me and my passion for my new business could no longer comfort me.
But one evening, I asked Lizzy to serve me my meals in the main room and I would sit at a table near the fireplace. That's where I saw for the first time ... She stood leaning against the counter and watched me. She was tall, slim and beautiful to breathtaking. Her hair, braided cleverly, blazed a red hot like the sun, framing a face clear and pure. Its luscious lips were the color pink candy favorite child of Camelot. Her eyes as blue as the sky at the height of summer Albion seemed so deep that any man could get lost without hope of return.
She walked towards me. I noticed she was dressed like warriors, a chainmail advantageously stressing its generous curves and she wore a long sword and another with both hands. His approach and his feline movements showed a fluid experience that only years of combat are likely to get. All males present followed her gaze, mesmerized by the swaying of her hips. I saw some adventurers nod as he passed, a sign of respect for a person of great value.
is when she stopped me before I saw the gold medallion adorning his chest. It was a sword which wrapped itself around a rose. I secretly thought that it looked like the badge ... a subtle blend of strength and softness.
- Can I join you? I asked her in a melodious voice.
- I ... I beg you, I stammered shyly.
face it, I felt so insignificant and devoid of attractiveness a duck in a flock of swans.
- I wanted to thank you for entertaining as well. Long ago I had seen an audience so attentive, "she said, smiling. Then she added, holding out his hand: But I did not attend ... Forgive me! My name is Lilith Elween.
I suddenly felt confident and I advanced mine in my lap:
- They call me Kalliopi.
I did not know that this meeting would change my life ... I asked
Lilith if she had dined, and before the negative, she called her Lizzy to serve us dish hot with good wine.
- Tell me, Kalliopi ", my companion began. At what point of your story tonight is it invented? I would go for your arrival in Camelot ... Is that correct?
I watched with surprise .
- I never said it was me ...
- It's obvious, my dear "she replied, laughing. Your emotions and your eyes have betrayed you!
I could only tell her she was right.
We talked a long time, warmed by the spicy brew and the crackle of flames. She told me about the world of Camlann, its violence since the death of Arthur.
- Coming to arrive on our land, you still get some immunity, but soon you'll be exposed too. I urge you to join guilds in order to receive protection.
- A guild? I cried. But I hardly know anyone here ... We do not engage in a brotherhood lightly!
- I am sure that the innkeeper can advise you on key. However, be sure to ask what these precepts follow ... Some groups accept the senseless murder, without warning, regardless is the target. Others are fighting people who may only enter this drawing. Still others, make a point of honor not to replicate that in case of aggression. Everything depends on your beliefs.
- I'm an artist, I replied. I hate the brutality! Of course, there is no way to leave me without reply to slaughter, but in any case I will not be at the initiative of a fight.
Lilith smiled as he rose:
- I must leave you because it's getting late and I did not see the time passing. Come see me in Jordheim, we will continue this conversation. I'll be at the Tavern Ames mowers.
I promised to take my night's rest day to get there. After a final goodbye, she left the facility.
then I climbed into my room and went to bed immediately. My nightmares were fewer that night ...
Illustration: Might by RogueElement .
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