The warm sunlight shone through the holes in the curtain onto Rae's face. She groaned knowing she had to get up since she had to watch Darius's booth today. Darius went to some merchants' festival in the south of the empire. Which left Rae with the responsibility of looking after the stall.
The eighth morning bell rang through the narrow streets of Xenos. Rae's eyes shot open. She had promised Darius that she would be at the booth promptly at the ringing of the eighth bell, where she was anything but. Rae rolled out of bed and hit the floor with a dull bang.
"Damn, why does this always have to happen to me" she cursed.
she got up from the floor with a sore back and gathered up the clothes she had thrown on the floor the night before. The white flannel shirt quickly disappeared over her head as she struggled to get into her leather pants. After a lot of sweating, she stumbled out of her room and went down the stairs. When she came downstairs she swung her bag over her shoulder and quickly took an apple from the fruit basket on the oak table.
"I've been to Darius, see you tonight Mom!" she called before closing the door, not waiting for an answer from her mother. After the fight with her mother, she had not seen her again, she had hardly slept a wink that night and was left with thousands of questions about what she had done wrong. Something was wrong and she knew it, but her mother wouldn't tell me what. Rae took a deep breath and put the thoughts out of her mind before continuing. On summer days like these, the streets were always full and you could barely get ahead without bumping into someone. Rae was already gagging at the thoughts of bumping into sweaty bodies and sitting in a mass of hot meat, she didn't feel like doing that at all. She could not think too much about it or she would never reach Darius that way. Diving away from people who swung their arms, she hastily started her journey to the Elysium.
Rae sat with her legs folded in Darius's booth, reading, waiting for customers. Darius had given her a sermon on punctuality first, then gave her literature on how to do her best to attract customers, but Rae had no need for people to disturb her as she read and was absorbed in her book. The only customer she'd had was a boy from her neighborhood who bought a children's book. Rae was snuggling up in the booth, which gave just enough shade so that she didn't get too hot. Her favorite book was firmly in her hands when she heard a soft cough. Irritated, she raised an eyebrow and pretended not to hear. People can be so annoying sometimes, so Rae preferred to live in her own world. The soft cough came from before the booth again. This time, she didn't even bother to give the customer the slightest bit of attention.
"I thought the customer was king," commented the customer, "but hey, what else should I expect from a stall run by a thief." the customer grinned. Rae couldn't believe her ears. No one knew about her illegal business, she took care of that herself. If someone betrayed her, she would never see daylight again and might even hang on the gallows. She quickly slammed her book close to that thought and stood up to see who was the mysterious customer who called her a thief.
Rae froze when she saw the so-called customer, of all the people in Xenos it had to be him. She was dead without a doubt. In front of her stood the man whose beautiful amulet she had stolen from. He leaned against the booth with a smug smile on his face.
All the noise around her was muffled and turned to nothing more than a soft murmur, all she could hear was her own heartbeat racing. She had to bring out her best acting skills, this was going to be difficult. At least if she wanted to get off it alive. She had seen the last thief to be caught being impaled like a grape with her own eyes. She would rather remain a round, juicy grape than a grape that drains and decays. She swallowed hard before starting her act.
"Who do you think you are to call me a thief?" Rae hissed.
“I may be rude, but a thief? Where do you get your fantasies if I may ask. You don't even know me and you have no right to speak of me like that! ” she frantically slapped her hand on the table on which the books were displayed. The man shook his head gently, laughing.
"As a magician of the order of Torvish, I think I have the right to say what I want." Rae closed,her mouth. this couldn't be true. The order of Torvish is ancient and was founded by the 5 most powerful magicians of the 5 kingdoms in Edria. Each mage had a power that represented and protected his realm. Sohad Dashia,the empire in the north, the magician Alaric Munnik known for its black magic and destructive touch. In the old days when she was a child she always went to watch the annual procession of the army entry, the magicians always led the way. Flaunting their robes and powers, they walked on silently.
What was only a group of 5 magicians thousands of years ago has now grown into a dynasty of hundreds of magicians spread all over Edria. Even Though there were now more magicians was very rare to ever encounter a wizard because it's quite an introverted type, but precisely they shoulda traveling magician of the order of robTorvish.Usually they wore a badge that she could recognize you, she heard say, but apparently this magician thought otherwise or he was bluffing.
"Where is your badge?" Rae asked.
“Yes, your badge. Normally every mage of the order of Trovish wears a badge, but you don't, ”explained Rae.“ So again where is your badge ”Rae looked at the so-called mage with a satisfied look. Now she had it she thought.
"Very simple, someone has stolen my badge or in other words amulet" the man now looked straight at her with a grin on his face.
"If you might be interested, every amulet of the order of Trovish has a search spell that the mage can revoke if the amulet is lost," the man paused "or in this case stolen."
Rae started to sweat, she was there. This was the end of her short, almost useless life that she spent the rest of the time in the dungeons. She scanned the market square with her eyes looking for a way to escape. Just like yesterday, the market was filled with thousands of people, the roads were completely blocked and it was impossible for her to get out quickly enough. Her eyes went further and came to the entrance to the underground market. On hot days like this it was almost empty and deserted. In short, the perfect escape route.
She turned her head back to the man and saw that he was busy flipping through the booth's books. This was her chance. Gently she slid her tote bag over her shoulder and put in the profit of the day. She took a deep breath before starting her sprint. Quickly turned and walked through the back of the booth into the crowd. She looked back and saw the mage staring at her in a daze before giving chase and dropping the book from his hands. She walked across the Elysium with her head bowed, the music of the local musicians ringing in her ears as she passed it.
In her flight, she grabbed a scarf from a stall and heard the owner shout that she was a dirty little thief. He wasn't wrong, Rae admitted. She quickly tied the scarf so that it covered her striking hair. She walked across the covered part of the market bumping into people and apologizing, she heard the gravel crunching beneath her feet as she pushed herself off and accelerated every time. She felt a thick layer of sweat on her forehead and gasped heavily. The entrance to the underground market was already in sight and she grinned. This was too easy, she expected more from a magician. She looked quickly over her shoulder and saw no magician. Had she lost him?
Panting, she came to a stop and examined the crowd one more time before continuing. She hadn't turned around completely when an unprecedented force hit her right in the stomach. She nearly flew through the air and hit the ground with a loud bang, dust lifted off the ground, forming a small cloud of dust. Her shirt was torn when she fell and felt several scrapes on her arms and back. She still felt the tingling pain raging all over her body, all that could cause it was magic. She closed her eyes from the pain that would not go away and cursed all the Magi.
A shadow formed above her face and the sound of gravel cracking next to her head was loud in her ears.
"It's pretty stupid trying to flee from a mage," he snapped.
Rae grunted softly in pain and slowly opened her eyes again.
"I have experienced that," she admitted honestly. What inspired her to try to flee from a creature that was at least 10 times stronger than her, she did not know. The mage sighed and reached out to Rae to straighten her. She pulled her nose and refused to even take his hand. Biting her teeth from the stabbing pain, she straightened up again. The dust flew in allas sheoff her shirt and pants directionsbrushed. This shirt can also be thrown away, she thought when she saw the gaping holes in the piece of fabric.
"You pay for my clothes," rae hissed through her teeth.
A grin came on the magician's face. "If I were in your position I would be very kind" The man played with his hair "I just have to take you to court and poof, your pathetic life is gone" the magician warned her. He reached out and grabbed Rea by the arm. The Velvet fabric of his gloves stroked her skin at first, then began to gently cut into her skin. Rae looked at the gloves, confused. Who wears gloves in the middle of summer. Before Rae could say anything she was cut off by the magician.
“The amulet please, now.” From his cold tone you could deduce that he was losing patience. Rae could have put the money to good use if she could sell the amulet to one of the black market sellers, but it was her freedom against money. The choice was easy. She nodded and wrung her arm out of his hard grip. Carefully she picked up her shoulder bag and began to search for the amulet. She felt inside the pocket where the amulet should be, but to her dismay it was empty. Desperate, she began to search more thoroughly, but the inner pocket remained empty. In the corner of her eye she saw the mage grow impatient. A cold sweat broke out and she began to search her bag more aggressively. She felt the magician's eyes rest on her, making her even warmer. She had to distract him for a little until she found it.
"So I heard you magicians all have those terrifying names." Rae tried to remember where she had last seen the amulet and frowned. "you too?" she asked. Actually, she didn't care what his name was, but she still had no idea where the amulet was.
"Azrael Saltebone doesn't really sound terrifying to me, but you humans also make up the craziest legends with the least knowledge"
Rae laughed at his statement.
“We humans may make up legends, but at least we still have fantasy. Magicians see everything in black and white and only look at the facts before doing one thing. ” Azrael gave her a withering look.
“I don't need a life lesson from a thief. All I want is my amulet. ”Azrael walked fast on Rae and tore the bag off her shoulder. Before she could even protest, all of the contents were spread over the dusty ground of the Elysium. Azrael slowly ran his eyes over the things on the floor, but saw nothing like his amulet. He furrowed his brow and turned his eyes back to Rae. Rae felt the lump in her throat grow bigger by the second. If she lost Azrael's amulet, he will not hesitate to send her to court. What would her mother think, a daughter like thief
"You don't know where the amulet is, do you?"