Page 47 of Journey to the Elderoak
“We’ve increased weapon production, thanks to the ore wereceived from Saxumdale. They’re doing the same. Right now we focus on keeping our kingdom safe, watching their movements and finishing our plan to retrieve that book from their camp,” Casimir said.
“And Ava?”
“She’s improving daily. If she pushes past her fears, she will complete the journey. I’m sure of it.” Casimir turned to Jorrar. “Have you found any information about it yet?”
“Only that it’s an annual occurrence. However, I can’t determine when exactly. The text I found is mostly burned.”
That demented king sure made things difficult for us, Aro, Casimir’s animal companion, said.
“Yes, he did.”
“How has she been since everything that happened in Saxumdale?” Thorne asked, concern on his face.
“She’s fine,” Casimir said.
You just lied to your king.
“I don’t want him to worry about his sister.”
But you’re worried about her.
“And I’ll handle it.”
Thorne seemed to accept his answer and moved on, bringing their discussion back to the war preparations.
Casimir walkedthe halls of the castle, free of the arguing that barely accomplished anything. Desmond had relented, agreeing it was impulsive to make any moves before they bolstered their forces. He ensured he would oversee the weapons production, promising to keep it organized and efficient. Though old and cantankerous, Desmond flourished when he was given a task and Casimir knew he’d take this one seriously.
Vivienne had offered to help Jorrar search the archives formore information on the Elderoak. Everything felt as though it was at a standstill until Ava became fae and they could retrieve the book from the daemon camp which would teach her how to use her portal magic.
Stepping outside, he found Ava alone in a training ring, flinging daggers at a target. Her aim had improved but he could tell she was still struggling with her technique.
“You’re letting go too soon,” Casimir said as he stopped next to the low stone wall.
Ava gasped and fumbled with the dagger in her hand. “You’re always sneaking up on me.”
“Sorry,” he said with a laugh. “Are you ready?”
Her shoulders slumped. “The obstacle course…”
“Yes, but let’s try something different first. I think it will help.”
“Okay.”
He led them away from the training field, but paused when they saw Aro asleep under a tree with Luna snuggled in his fur.
“Uh…” Ava said. “When did they start doing that?”
Casimir chuckled. “I just noticed this morning.”
They walked toward the animals and stopped before them, Luna’s feline snores blending with the whispering breeze. Sensing their presence, Luna opened an eye. When she noticed Casimir, she climbed off Aro and padded toward him, winding in between his legs and chirping. Titus appeared from his perch in the trees and gave a friendly snarl as he flew down and landed on Ava’s shoulder.
I like that cat, Aro said.
“Well, it seems she likes you too.”
You know why.
“I’m aware,”Casimir replied.
