Dragon Sight

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Chapter V: She’s A Blind Woman Indeed.

“ The mead here is fair.” Durza started taking a seat upon the wooden bench in the tavern. Across from him was Silhouette.

“ I really don’t drink mead.” Silhouette said, her eyes not looking directly at him as usual. But that did not matter to Durza, he liked her and he was not going to let ill eye contact ruin it either. But he was for a moment relieved she could not see him. For he had taken form of a more peasant, more human look to him. His hair was shorter red, his face was clear of the ruins and he wore a hood over his head. So not many could see his face mere illusion really, something Durza often did. He’d rather not draw attention to himself. Of course he would not tell her he did it either, lest she think him more inhuman then he already really was.

After a moment’s pause Durza asked,” Warm milk for you then.” He mused because of her distaste for mead.

“ Well nothing actually I’ve no money on me.”

“ When did I request that you pay for any of this?” He asked, discouraged she even thought that he would make her pay for any of their lunch.

“ I suppose you didn’t. But I really do not feel right making you….”

“ Enough.” Durza said firmly.” I invited you, did I not?” All the young woman did was nod slightly.” Then I will pay for your meal.”

“ Thank you.” Silhouette said and smiled.

“Good, now I’m only going to the counter and tell them what we want to order. I will be back in a couple minutes.” Durza explained.

“Alright, so I suppose I’ll have warm milk if they have it, if not water will be fine, then to eat I’ll have….meat I guess.” She said unsure, leaning her head against the erect walking stick in her hands.

“ Do want to share steak with me?” Durza offered Silhouette nodded.” Great then I shall return.” With that he turned on his heal and walked towards the pub counter. Leaning upon the counter he told the barmaid what he and Silhouette wanted to eat and drink. Glancing back at Silhouette to make sure no one bothered her.

By the time he sat back down, he noted that Silhouette had stopped smiling. Her fingers were trying to see the carvings on the wood table. She did not know how to read letters, they were rough and at the same time perfectly curved.

Durza noticed this and leaned over to read it,” : Death to The King.” He read out loud.

“ What?” Silhouette asked moving her head back up.

“That’s what the words on the table read, Death to the king.” Durza said.

“ You can read?” Silhouette asked.

“ Of course I can read. I read and write very well actually.” Durza stated.

“ Oh. So that’s one other thing I know about you. I would like to know some other things about yourself Durza.”

“ Well there really isn’t much to tell.” In his mind he knew there were a lot of things he’d rather Silhouette not know about.

“Well, at least tell me what you can please.” She requested with a light smile.

Durza took a deep breath and nodded,” Well first I suppose I’ll begin with when I was young. My mother and father were both poor farmers, and they both died in a house fire. My sister and I were the only who survived. “ He paused as a plump barmaid came and set down their drinks and then their food. Durza had half the steak, Silhouette had the other half.

“ Please continue.” Silhouette said, feeling for the mug of warm goat milk. Durza watched her for a moment, she seemed to be running the brim along her lips, before tilting it gently to let the milk into her mouth.

He took that time to continue. “ My older sister, Reinna was old enough to work as a servant to the king. So we worked for him as slaves. I had to witness horrible things happen to Reinna. Guards molested her in the stables. She became pregnant with one of their babies. “ He paused and tried to remember most of it. “ I was so angered when I saw it. I was only ten years old, on my way to chop wood when I saw a guard raping her. I stabbed him in the back. “ Again another pause. He did not want to tell her what happened to him next the evil spirits that saw his potential and gave him the power to be a shade. No, he left that out.

“ What happened to your sister?”

“ She died, giving birth and the baby was still born. She’d been abused so much that there was no hope for her child.”

“ You’ve just told me things about your sister, but little of yourself.” Silhouette said.

Durza knew she was right, but what could he say without lying about his past. He was not going to screw this up by telling her what he really was. So, he merely took her hand and muttered.” Later, first please let us eat.” He suggested.

“ Alright” Silhouette agreed and felt around for the dull steak knife. She lifted it with the fork, absentmindedly the point of the knife poked the table several times

making Durza slightly nervous.

Until he reached over and touched the hand with the knife.” Why don’t you let me help you.” He requested, guiding her tightly clenched hand to the steak. There, he gingerly moved her hand down until the point of the knife touched the meat.

“Thank you.” She said. And seemed to struggle cutting it too, so Durza decided to assist. Without actually seeming like he helped her.

“Harventh” He muttered, word for cut.

The steak was cut into smaller pieces. But Silhouette did not seem to notice, until the knife slipped from the edge of a cut piece and hit the table.” Oh….it must have already been cut.” She said with a nervous laugh.” Was yours?”
Durza glanced at his streak. No, it was not cut but decided that one little fib would not hurt.” Yes, they were nice enough to do the work for us.”
Silhouette smiled and stuck her fork in the meat and lifted the piece to her lips and made sure it was in a right spot before putting it in her mouth. Durza guessed because she could use her lips as a feeling.

End Chapter V