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    Jake awakened to a tentative knock on the door. He’d fallen into a light doze the moment he’d lain down on his bed, not even having time to take his boots off. He rose groggily, rubbing sleep from his eyes and jamming his cloth cap overtop of unruly blond locks. He knew it was Amari at the door - he recognized her knock - and so he hastened to the door and opened it.

    Amari stood in the hall, semi breathless with her face flushed. Jake could not read the look in her eyes, but she seemed quite exhausted.

    “Come in,” he said, standing aside and holding the door for her.

    Amari entered quietly and headed toward his bed, sitting herself down. “Jake… are you ok?” She asked concerned.

    “I’m alright,” the half elf said around a grimace. “Those pansies who beat me up couldn’t swing hard enough to thresh wheat.” He joked. “And you healed the worst of it.” He trudged to the bed and sat beside her. “Are you okay? You seem… I don’t know.”

    “Y-yeh I’m fine.” She quickly interjected with a forced laugh and a wave of her hand. “Nothing to worry or concern yourself about.”

    “Well I’m glad,” Jake said. “What did you and Breaker get up to?”

    Amari averted her gaze, “We… “ She paused. “We went to this greenhouse and he showed me some of the flowers there. He said he thought it’d be nice to show me a place I’d enjoy as much as you enjoy practising your swordsmanship.” She turned her gaze back to Jake. “He was right, it’s wonderful.”

    “I wonder if he ever does anything that isn’t wonderful.” Jake muttered, and then caught himself and smiled. “It’s good you found something you like in this town. Was there anything else? I really am tired, getting beaten up and healed took about as much out of me as portalling to Salvar and back.”

    Amari bit her lower lip. She looked as though she wanted to say more, but instead she offered him her usual bright smile. “Mm no, I just wanted to make sure you were alright. If you are tired I will leave you be.” She paused. “Hey...Jake, what are you doing tomorrow?”

    “Aside from practicing sheathing and unsheathing my tonfa fifty times… no real plans.” Jake said with a grin. “Why?”

    “No real reason...I don’t want to get in the way of your training, so can I watch you practise?” She stood and crossed her arms over her flimsy underdress. “I promise I won’t get in the way.”

    “Of course,” Jake said, standing and touching her shoulder gently. “You’re never in the way.”

    She reached out to him and squeezed his arm, she still seemed a little breathless. “Thank you. I will see you tomorrow Jake.” And with that she let him go and left to go to her own room.

    Jake shut the door slowly behind her, shaking his head as he returned to bed. Amari certainly did ask some strange questions, but he supposed it had to do with being uprooted from her life in Salvar. She was still struggling to put down roots, so it was understandable she’d need a little extra reassurance. Remembering to take his boots off this time, Jake climbed beneath the covers and soon fell fast asleep.

  2. #12
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    It had been a year since her upheaval from her home in Salvar. Amari felt… homesick. It was her birthday, but it was never really celebrated. So Amari chose to stay silent on the matter, instead - she’d focus on the person who took her away from it all. Jake. Amari was usually awake before him, and was already downstairs and sitting at a table nursing a cup of tea, staring intently at the empty seat before her. His food was getting cold… she had gotten him a strong black coffee and a stack of fatty sausages and toast. She’d seen him eat the meal a few times and hoped that he liked it. Still… he wasn’t awake yet… Did she miss him? Surely not.

    Amari fidgeted in her chair. This wasn’t exactly going according to plan. After several minutes, she saw a sleepy and disheveled Jake descend the stairs she smiled and waved him over. He groaned as he approached.

    “You’re always so chipper in the mornings.”

    “I’m used to waking up early. Look.” Amari gestured toward the spread before them. “I made sure to get you a nice meal. This time you can’t skip breakfast.”

    “Thanks,” Jake said with a slightly sheepish grin. “One of these days, I’ll wake up first and repay the favor.” He sat down and took a sip of coffee, and then dug into the food heartily. Amari was glad that he didn’t mind that it had started to turn cold. She waited for him to finish, partly out of politeness and partly.. Because she didn’t want food splayed across her face.

    When he was done she cleared her throat. “So off to the training grounds then?” she asked. “Oh...did you have my handkerchief? I’ll wash it later.”

    “Oh, I uh…” Jake’s face fell. “I’m sorry, I uh, lost it when those goons attacked me. I’ll buy you a new one today, you can pick it out at the seamstress’ shop.”

    “I didn’t see it when we found you…” Amari said, concerned. “I didn’t realize they hurt you that badly. It’s just a piece of cloth, its nothing. It’s fine. Really.” She held out her arm to him, “Will you escort me there?”

    It wasn’t fine… it wasn’t exactly bad, but it wasn’t fine. It was the one thing she had from her mother, sure it was old, but it was useful and aside from her locket with her family crest on it - it was the only thing from her former life she had.

    Jake gently took her arm and they started to head toward the ring. “You’re going to practise what Joshua showed you today, right?” Amari asked, breaking the silence. “Did he teach you anything else?”

    “Not yet,” Jake said, sounding somewhat disappointed. “He said until I can properly draw and sheathe my weapon, there’s not much he can teach me about fighting with it.”

    Amari jostled his arm to lighten his spirits. “Hey now. From what I saw you were doing really well. How about if you do a really good job today I’ll try to cook you a home cooked meal. Whatever you want.” She let go of his arm and stood in front of him. “But you have to promise me, that you’ll work extra hard today. Okay?”

    “Okay,” Jake said quizzically, looking at her from the corner of his eye. “If it means that much to you, I’ll train extra hard. You’re a great cook from what I remember, the last time I had one of your meals was… wait a moment…” his eyes darted to and fro and his lips moved as though counting silently. “Amari, is today your birthday?”

    Crap

    “Hey! I’ve cooked for you back in Akashima.” Amari retorted, changing the subject. “I didn’t have much to work with, but give me some credit.” She huffed.

    “Amari..” Jake pressed as he repeated his question. “Is today your birthday.”

    She sighed, there was no use winning this. “Yes. It is. I didn’t want to make it a big deal. I just wanted to make sure you were doing ok and spend some time with you.”

    “That’s what we’ll do, then.” Jake said, agreeing far too easily. “We’ll just spend some time together. Whatever you’d like to do.”

    He was making this hard. Amari wasn’t good with attention on herself. He already had his tonfa and they were already en route to the ring. “You should train.” She insisted, trying to cater to his desire to become stronger. “Joshua said you had to. Right? You shouldn’t skip a day for me, I’d feel bad. We can do something after that?” Amari asked.

    “Sounds fine to me.” Jake gave her arm a squeeze. “So long as you’re happy.”

    Jake appeared to be in better spirits. Amari just had to make sure he didn’t get moody on her again. Then, she could get to the bottom of what she was doing wrong. She smiled as she coiled her arm around his and let her hand wrap around his. She ignored the heated feeling that burned inside her for the time being. “It would make me happy.” She said as they continued to the ring.

  3. #13
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    While Amari made her way to the stands constructed for spectators, Jake took up a position in the center of one of the empty dirt rings. He squared his stance and bent his knees and pulled his tonfa swiftly from its belt loop. He went through a few more rehearsed maneuvers and the slid the weapon back home, trying to be as smooth as possible in finding the loop. He repeated the process again and again, losing count of the repetitions as sweat beaded on his temples.

    If bloody Breaker had shown me a few more things, I probably could have beaten those three last night. He thought ruefully. He knew he should have been angry with the culprits, but instead, each time he drew his tonfa he imagined smashing the handle into Breaker’s grinning face. The man was altogether too handsome - he could use a broken nose and a chipped tooth or two.

    “That must be more than fifty,” a familiar voice interrupted, and a firm hand caught the end of Jake’s fighting stick. The half elf’s eyes bulged. Somehow, Cronen had snuck up on him while he was practicing.

    “I figured a few extras couldn’t hurt,” Jake said defensively. “Besides, it’s not like I’ve got anything else to practice.” Only then did he realize that Cronen carried a wooden practice sword.

    “Well then, this should be a good time for another lesson.” Breaker said. He raised his weapon into a casual one-handed high guard and gave Jake a curt nod. “Attack me.”

    Jake bit his lip and took a step backward. Attacking Joshua Cronen seemed a bit like petting a porcupine - there was simply no way to do it that didn’t guarantee injury. The half elf took a breath and then hop-stepped forward. He faked a thrust and then pivoted and put all of his weight behind a solid swing aimed at Breaker’s neck.

    The martial artist moved as if to parry, but then ducked at the last moment and stepped inside the arc of the swing. He caught Jake’s wrist with his free hand and placed his wooden blade gently along the half elf’s neck.

    “That was a decent feint,” he said, “but you should never fully commit to a first attack, or even a second. A faster or cleverer opponent will use that against you every time.”

    “Right.” Jake muttered. He took a few steps back and then attacked again. They crossed sticks, circling swiftly enough to stir up a cloud of dust. Jake knew that Breaker was going easy on him, but the bastard was still always a half step ahead. By the time five minutes had passed Jake was wheezing, and needed to lean on his tonfa for support. Josh, it appeared, had not broken a sweat.

    “Good work,” the martial artist said kindly, clapping Jake on the shoulder. “Your fundamentals are solid, it’s just a matter of putting them together in more unique ways, and incorporating more advanced techniques. I can teach you all of that later. For now, keep practicing your draws and basic defenses. I’ll see you here again tomorrow.”

    “Er, okay. Thanks!” Jake called as Josh turned toward the stands, making his way toward Amari. Jake made an effort to push the jealous thoughts out of his head and went back to rehearsing his technique. If he practiced hard enough, he might just get to smash Breaker in the face one of these days.
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  4. #14
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    Amar was never really one to enjoy such a scene as this. She didn’t enjoy fighting, she didn’t like being around it and the entire place made her feel uncomfortable. Still, she wanted to support Jake. She wanted to show him that she was there for him, just as much as he was there for here. It wouldn’t have been any more than half an hour before she was approached by a woman who couldn’t be any more older than her.

    “Mind if I sit?” Amari shook her head and patted the bench beside her. “No, please. It is no trouble.”

    The girl sat down and patted down her emerald dress. “My name is Isabelle, what’s yours?”

    “Amari.” She said as she turned toward her new companion. The girl had large and bright blue eyes and long blonde hair that framed her cherub face in wispy curls. Amari hadn’t really spoken to anyone else since coming here, especially another girl. She only ever conversed with Jake or Joshua. She felt at a loss. What was she supposed to say in this situation?

    It seemed that Isabelle didn’t have the same issue. “So… I’ve seen you around lately. You’re new here right? Just passing through?”

    “I’m not sure to be honest.” Amari turned her attention back to Jake. “I’m here with a friend, so I suppose its up to him.”

    “Friend?” She asked, her voice curious. “So he’s your friend. Right?”

    Amari nodded, a little confused at the question. “Y-yeh. We’re friends.” Amari thought it a little silly, didn’t she just say that? Why was this girl interested in who Amari was friends with?

    “So, would you want to be my friend, the same way you are friends with him?” Isabelle asked.

    Gosh she said the word friend a lot. “I guess so…” Amari said, feeling nervous at the prospect. “A-although in all honesty. I am not used to such a thing so I do apologise if I commit any faux paux.”

    Isabelle laughed as she scooched closer to Amari. “You’re so lovely how can you not have so many friends? You can totally tell you aren’t from here. You have an odd accent. So, that blonde boy. What does he like?”

    “Huh?”

    “What does he like? What does he do? What’s his name?”

    Amari didn’t understand the questions. “His name is Jake. He trains here every day. Sometimes for an hour, sometimes for two or three. Afterwards he usually goes to the local bar and has a few ales. He likes taking walks in the forest too…” Amari thought, trying to think of what else he liked. “He enjoys home cooking...and horses and-”

    “Oh! Look at the time.” Isabelle said as she quickly stood up. “I need to go, we should talk again soon Amari.” She gave Amari a friendly wave before heading off. Leaving Amari very , very confused. Just what was all that about? Did Amari just make a friend?

    She shifted her bi coloured gaze toward the circle, to see Joshua talking with Jake...they must have been fighting and Amari had missed it. Amari felt a pang of guilt. She promised Jake she’d keep watch on him and she missed an entire fight. Still… Jake shifted back into his practise stance as Joshua turned away and headed toward the stands. Amari kept her eyes on Jake, trying to find any signs of unease. It was too hard to see from this far away, but he looked like he was ok.

    “Miss Amari, you’re a welcomed sight in the stands today.”

    Amari jumped. “G-gah!” She held her hand over her chest. “Joshua...you scared me, I didn’t even see or hear you approach. Did you just puff in from thin air?” she asked with a small laugh.
    “I came here today to keep an eye on Jake, considering he was so out of sorts yesterday.”

    “My apologies for startling you,” Breaker chuckled, “you’re a good friend. Jake is lucky to have you. But don’t forget to see to your own needs and desires. I’m sure Helen would love some help at the greenhouse, if you’re up for it.”

    Amari glanced down at Jake. “I would go now but...I’m not sure how much longer he is going to train for. We had made plans afterward, and I do not wish to change them on him.” Amari gave Joshua a smile. “I’m not exactly used to catering to my own needs, as such - I don’t really have any.” Amari had to admit the idea of visiting the greenhouse again was far more appealing than sitting around here for another hour or so, but she was cautious. She promised Jake a home cooked meal after all.

    Breaker shrugged. “It’s up to you, but I’m sure Jake would want you to take care of yourself. I just stopped by to say hello.”

    Amari pursed her lips. “He did tell me I should do what I wanted today…” Amari stood and dusted herself off. “If we aren’t more than an hour, I think it should be fine.” Amari paused, hearing him say that he came here, specifically just to say hello. She felt her breath catch, but quickly shook her head. “Ah… ahaha.. Thank you. I really appreciate the sentiment. It means a lot.”

    Amari glanced down at Jake one more time, he was completely focused on his training.

    “I want to try and help Helen again.” Amari said as she turned back to Breaker. She’d only be gone a little while, and she enjoyed the feeling of helping others and being of use. “Are you heading there now? I uh..I don’t think I could find my way by myself. I could make it up to you sometime?” Amari offered.

    “I’d be happy to walk you there,” Josh chuckled, “and your company is the only reward I require.”

    He held out his arm to Amari and she had to keep her face to the floor, red from embarrassment at the compliment. “That’s kind of you.” she managed to muster. As they made their way to the greenhouse Breaker made sure to point out landmarks to Amari so she could find it easier next time.

    “Ah! Welcome back.” Helen greeted the two as they arrived. “Amari, Joshua. It’s so lovely to see you two again.”

    Amari took a deep breath, already feeling at peace. “I wanted to see if you had anything else I could help you with today.”

    “Yes, if you don’t mind, I have some other plants that aren’t doing too well...I didn’t want to ask you last night as you seemed rather...tired.”

    Amari felt a rush of energy and...contentment as she followed Helen along the rows of different flora. Yes, this was what she wanted to do.

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    Jake finished his training and slammed his tonfa into its belt loop one final time. He was finally getting the hang of the technique Breaker had showed him, beginning to feel fluid in using it. He could not wait to see what tricks and tips the martial artist would have for him next. Wiping his brow with a sifan sleeve, Jake scanned the stands in search of Amari and Josh.

    They were gone.

    Bloody predictable, he thought, turning sharply on his heel and striding away toward the town proper. Oh well. Wherever she is, I hope Amari’s having a good birthday. We’ll meet up later, I’m sure. In the meantime… Jake threaded his way through the shops and stalls that made up Underwood’s marketplace. He paused to purchase and eat a honeyed scone from a bakery, and shared a few words with some guardsmen he knew from the Dansdel. After wiping the crumbs from his fingers and licking his lips, he continued along his way until he arrived at the seamstress’ shop.

    A bell jingled overhead as he pushed through the light swinging door. Bolts of fabric of all sorts and colors hung from the walls, and rows of mannequins displayed male and female clothing. A woman at the back of the room left off working a footpedal sewing machine and came forward to greet her customer with a smile.

    “We don’t get many young men in here,” she said, “let me guess… you’re after a gift for a special friend?”

    “Is it that obvious?” Jake said in surprise. His face flushed and he looked away. “Well uh, yeah. I lost her handkerchief and I wanted to buy a replacement.”

    “I see,” the woman adjusted her elegantly piled blonde hair and clicked her tongue. “A woman’s handkerchief is not so easily replaced, you know. They often have sentimental value.”

    “Great,” Jake groaned, “any idea how I can make it up to her?”

    “Well, I’d suggest you go with one of our top-line sifan kerchiefs. I see you already understand the importance of a strong cloth,” she said, noting the cut of his shirt. “One of these would do nicely,” she said, indicating a table covered in folded handkerchiefs. A light violet one caught Jake’s eye, and he pointed to it.

    “How about this?” He asked, “I think she might like that color.”

    “An excellent choice,” the shopkeeper replied, “but if you truly want to personalize it, I would suggest some embroidery. I can have it done for you within a few hours,” she added, seeing his hesitation. “And the added cost is not so significant. What would you like it to say?”

    “I dunno,” Jake flushed as he thought about what he might like it to say. “Maybe just… ‘For Amari, From Jake.’ Do you think that would be good?”

    “I’m sure your friend will love it.” The woman picked up the folded violet kerchief and carried it to the back of the shop. “Come back in a few hours,” she called, “I’ll have it ready for you.”

    Jake exited the shop feeling a little better about himself. Now, to find Amari. He reasoned. Wherever she had gone, she’d likely be looking for him at the Dansdel soon, so that was where he’d-

    “Jake, right?” A buxom blonde said as she tapped him on the shoulder. “I’m Isabelle, a friend of Amari’s.” She smiled sweetly at him. “She told me to tell you that she’d catch up with you later.” Isabelle crossed her arms quite deliberately cross her chest. “She went off somewhere with Joshua.” She sighed. “That man...he sure knows how to woo the more easily swayed women, huh?”

    Since when does Amari have other friends? Jake wondered. Wouldn’t she have told him about this blonde? Still, the young woman did seem to have an awful lot of information about her.

    “Er, nice to meet you Isabelle,” Jake said, sticking out his hand to shake. “Yeah, I guess Breaker is annoyingly good at most things. Thanks for letting me know.”

    She clasped both her hands over his and stepped closer. “If you ask me, I think he’s a little too cocky for my liking - Amari said something about meeting up at a pub later, should we head there now? I’ll grab you a nice ale?” Isabelle let go and brushed errant strands of hair away from her face.

    Jake caught himself grinning at Isabelle’s opinion of Cronen. Nice to know not all women fall under his spell.

    “She did?” Jake said. What had happened to the promise of a home cooked meal? Maybe the Salvic woman had changed her mind. “Which pub? I suppose I could go for an ale.” His mouth was rather dry from the scone, after all.

    “There is one around the corner nearby!” Isabelle said as she grabbed tight hold of his arm, stepping in close. “Let’s go shall we, Amari’s told me so much about you. About how you are Such. Good. Friends….”

    “She has?” Jake said, surprised. “How did the two of you meet?” Arm in arm, the blond and the blonde walked around the corner to the pub.

    “We met watching you fight some weeks ago.” Isabelle responded thoughtfully. “I think...yes...it was originally in passing, I honestly thought she was Joshua’s escort, with the way they were acting. Well...oh gosh this is candid of me to say. It wasn’t like they were publicly displaying any sort of affection, just coming around from dark corners. All flushed and sweaty? Makes one think. At first… I was annoyed with her, because I see how hard you work - but hearing you are just friends...it’s nice to know nothing nefarious is going on.” Isabelle said.The blonde woman had her sights on Jake, and she would do what she could to have him.

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    How long had it been? Amari felt dizzy. Again, she had aided Helen in fixing plants. This time some strange and rare ice flower from the northern Slavic regions. She wiped the sweat from her brow.

    “I...I need to go now.” Amari said as she stood straight with a deep breath. “This is really wearing me out, I think I may need a break for a day or two.”

    Helen beamed at her and offered her a cloth from her front pocket with a flourish she began to dab at Amari’s forehead. “Don’t stress Amari, you are a wonderful delight to have. Do not feel obliged to help whenever you visit. You can visit and rest here, or enjoy the scenery whenever you like. Here…”

    She rummaged in her pocket before pulling out a small golden key. “I had this made for you. So you and Joshua could come here whenever you like.” Amari blinked. “I...I can’t ask for this!”

    “You didn’t.” Helen said simply. “Now, go get some rest.” Helen threw a concerend look to Joshua, “She looks a little wobbly on her feet. You should escort her till she regains some of her strength back. It’s humid in here, the poor dear could use a drink.

    Amari nodded. Yes… a cool drink… that sounded nice…but Jake… She had a promise to keep.

    “Joshua? I need to go to the market…” Amari stepped forward but lost her footing.

    Josh caught her beneath the arms and held her firmly upright. “I don’t think you’re in any condition to go shopping,” he said, hazel eyes rich with concern. “Why don’t we find someplace you can relax? I’ll buy you that drink, and maybe something to eat.”

    Amari grimaced and nodded. “O-only for a bit… I have a promise to keep.” She let Joshua lead the way to a small place which she wrinkled her nose at. “Isn’t this a pub?” Amari didn’t like the sound of that… there were usually unsavoury types in such places.

    “I’m the Sheriff, nothing will happen to you when I’m here.”

    Amari nodded, still feeling quite breathless. She lifted one hand up to her face and felt the damp remnants of sweat. “I need to get stronger...so that this doesn’t exhaust me as much as it does...I want to learn to heal better too, in case Jake gets hurt in a fight.:

    “Jake is certainly fortunate to have you as a friend,” Breaker smiled, “but be careful not to overdo it. The pain you feel is likely your body’s way of telling you to slow down.”

    “You’re right…” Amari said as they entered and found a nearby table to sit down. She felt her cheeks redden at his compliment, she glanced up at him. His warm eyes met with hers and she shifted uncomfortably. His dark and thick hair had been brushed up and out of his face, revealing angular cheekbones, his neck was slender and his shoulders broad. His lips turned up into a sideward smirk. “What can I get you to drink?” He asked.

    “Pick for me.” Amari quickly said as she averted her gaze and instead focused on the wooden grain of the table. This might have been nice...if it was any other day, but she had a nagging feeling in the back of her mind. She wanted to make a meal for Jake and had to get to the markets before they closed.

    Breaker signalled a server, a young mousy woman, who hurried over and gave a quick curtsy.

    “What can I get for ya, sheriff?” She asked.

    “A cranberry cocktail for the lady, some fried bread for us to share, and I think you know what I want to drink.”

    “Top shelf scotch,” the mousy girl said with a smile. “Yurik’s Firewhisky, unless I remember wrong.”

    “You remember right.” Josh grinned, and the server hurried away.

    “Hey...Joshua…” Amari asked as she cleared her throat. “Do you...enjoy your time with me?” She asked as she lifted her eyes back up to meet his. “I mean, I know you enjoy helping others - but in a sense other than that? Because I was wondering if some time you’d like to go out?” She paused, trying to think of a place the two of them would enjoy. “Maybe the forest, with a glass of that firewhisky?”

    “I would like that very much,” Josh said warmly. “I feel I know you, and yet… many things are a mystery about you, in this life. I should like to learn more.”

    Amari felt a wave of relief wash over her. “You and I both, Joshua. I look forward to - ah… thank you.” She picked up her drink and rose it to him in sign of a toast. “To past lives reconnecting?”

    “To Amari, on her birthday.” Josh said with a wink, and sipped his scotch.

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    Isabelle didn’t just buy Jake an ale, she bought him several, and by the operation of the second cup Jake was feeling lightheaded and found himself hanging on the blonde’s every word. She was like a figment of his imagination, always seeming to say the things he wanted to hear, and always ready to listen to his stories.

    “Anyways,” Jake said, taking another sudsy sip from his mug, “I tracked the demon from the manor house to his lair in a nearby cave and killed him. And that is where I got my portalling ability from.”

    Isabelle gave his arm a tight squeeze. “That’s mighty heroic of you.” She swooned. “I have to ask...how has a man like you not nailed down a woman yet?” She leaned in closer and the heavy scent of lavender filled Jake’s nostrils, she ran a single finger on the underside of his chin. “Careful. You stay here too long and Joshua is going to have to up is game, you’re far more the catch than he-oh speak of the devil.”

    Jake flushed crimson and looked away, enjoying the feeling of her fingers on the muscles of his arm. “I travel a lot,” he said, “I only recently settled in Underwood because I thought it might be best for Amari... “ he trailed off, not knowing what to say in response to her over the top compliment.

    “You’re a wonderful friend, Jake and a wonderful man…” She added in a huskier tone as she leaned closer, her lips grazing his ear.

    Jake drew a sharp breath at the wet, warm contact on his tender skin. He bit his lip and glanced anxiously around, suddenly worried someone might be watching them. He didn’t see any watchers, but he did see… Amari and Breaker, seated together in a booth.

    “That’s very kind of you to say,” Jake said. He could feel hot emotion rising in his belly, but didn’t know whether to call it anger or jealousy or… something else. His arm slipped around Isabelle and caressed the small of her back. “I’m glad to have met you.”

    “And I you…” she breathed, her hand sneaking further up his leg. “If you like… we can take this else where?” She asked as she liked her lips and pressed herself against him. “Your friend has company, so why shouldn’t you?”

    Jake flushed deep crimson. He knew what that meant. Ordinarily such invitations were reserved for the end of the night, when the candles had burned low and the serving girls were bored and looking for a little slap and tickle. He glanced at Amari again, who seemed entranced by Breaker. She was enjoying someone’s company, so why shouldn’t he?

    “Alright,” he said, taking Isabelle’s hand, “let’s go…”

    Isabelle all too readily took it, and guided it to her behind, then wrapped her other arm around his waist, and with a giggle into his neck she lead him out of the pub.

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    “I feel a little better now.” Amari said with a sigh as she put her glass down. “I really enjoy your company, but I shan’t break a promise.” She stood and pushed her chair in. “I need to prepare a home cooked meal for Jake. I was considering purchasing him a drink to enjoy tonight as well. Do you have any recommendations you’d think he would like?”

    “He may be busy tonight.” Joshua said as he lifted his glass toward the rather intimate pair as they breezed past. Amari followed and then saw ….Jake?

    Jake was in very close quarters with Isabelle. Wait? Isabelle, is that why she was asking so many questions about Jake? Amari felt frustrated that she had allowed herself to be duped so easily. “I see..” she said under her breath. Her hand tightening its hold over the back of the chair. How could she have been so...gullible?

    Joshua set his empty glass down and gave her a quizzical look. “Surely you aren’t jealous, Amari?” He asked in a slightly teasing tone.

    “Jealous….” Amari repeated as she watched the two disappear into the crowd. She wasn’t sure. “I don’t...know. I feel betrayed. That girl pretended to be my friend to get closer to him, and he- surely he knows how important a promise is to me? Our word….” She turned to Joshua, angry tears dotting her eyes. “Our word is all we have right? So why? She shook her head, and took a few deep breaths.

    No...this was unfair…

    “Jake… can do as he pleases, he’s been quite angry with me lately and maybe this is why. I need to give him his own space. Promises may not hold the same meaning to him but II won’t break mine. Even if he eats it later...He will get his home cooked meal as promised.” Amari said, defeated.

    “That sounds a little like you’re setting yourself up for disappointment.” Josh pointed out. “Anyway, why are you cooking for him on your birthday? Shouldn’t it be the other way around?”

    “I suppose so, but...serving others is all I really know. I do what I can for him. I launder his clothes, I ensure he is bathed. I feed him. Is that not natural for a servant girl to do?” Amari asked. Her eyes widened when she saw Joshua’s face sour. “Oh. No! I don’t mean it like that, I’m not his servant or anything of the sort I just-I enjoy helping others. My birthday was never a big deal anyway. Regardless… I can’t break my promise. I’d feel worse if I did.”

    Amari paused. “If you like… you can join me, at least then I would not eat alone?”

    “I would like that,” Josh said again, his cheeks dimpling. “It’s been awhile since I’ve experienced any Salvic hospitality.”

    “Excellent!” Amari said as she clasped her hands together. “Another birthday I won’t have to spend alone.”

    Some time had passed, and she had managed to purchase what she needed from the market. Along with a fine wine that Joshua insisted Jake would like, despite his mutterings that the half elf may not deserve such things right now. The two had headed back to the Inn Amari and Jake were residing in.

    Joshua had sat at the front bar, whilst Amari - whom had been aiding in the kitchens used her familiarity with the staff and owners to her aide. She created a honey glazed vegetable side, sprinkled with fresh rosemary sprigs and a marbled cut of wild boar. It took all her savings, but she managed to purchase three slices. Cooked in duck fat and slathered with garlic butter.

    She had one dish wrapped and sent up to Jakes room along with a hand-written note and a bottle of wine.

    The other two plates she carried masterfully out toward Joshua. “Dinner is served, I hope you enjoy. Slavic food tends to be more on the heavy side.” Amari carefully set the plate down in front of Breaker before taking a seat next to him at the bar, she was intently watching his face. Hoping he’d like it.

    “This smells amazing,” Breaker said, inhaling deeply. “Who taught you to cook so well?”

    Amari blushed profusely. “M-myself. I’d read cookbooks and it was trial and error, I’d get punished if it wasn’t good. So it was important to learn quickly!” She took a dainty bite of her own meal and savoured the burst of fatty juices.

    “Mm…”

    She opened her eyes and turned to Joshua. “I’m happy… that I was able to share this day with others. I’m being spoilt. Two years where I have not been alone on my birthday!” She laughed an honest laugh as she started to eat her vegetables.

    “Well I’m glad to be a part of it,” Breaker said, digging into his own meal. “Mmmm,” a sound of deep contentment vibrated from his throat as he took a large bite.

    The two exchanged pleasantries, and a few glasses of wine over the course of the meal. The sun had long since set, and Jake as still nowhere in sight. Despite that, Amari had enjoyed herself and had enjoyed spending the time with Joshua. Even if she did have a niggling feeling of concern in the pit of her stomach.

    “It’s getting late…” Amari commented as she stared absently out the window. “I haven’t kept you have I?”

    “Not at all,” Josh grinned, “no matter how important I like to think I am, this village keeps on functioning without me. Just the same as it did before I came here.”

    A part o Amari didn’t want to be alone, but a part of her was still concerned. She stood and pushed away from the bar stool. Cheeks flushed. “You’ve been too kind.” She said to Joshua. “I’m not sure I could have asked for a nicer present from you.” She jested with a wry grin.

    “A present?” Josh said, standing alongside her. “Now there’s an idea.” He took Amari’s hand in his and held his other palm above hers. Mist wreathed his wrist, and in a blink a small flower forged from ice took shape. It was cool to touch, though not so cold as regular ice, and seemed strong as steel despite the daintiness of its petals. “A little something to remind you of home.”

    “J-Joshua…this is…” Amari had no words… what was she supposed to say? What was she supposed to do? She shook her head and pressed it into his chest, wrapping her arms around his back in an embrace as she breathed “thank you” into the musky scent of his clothes. “Thank you….Joshua….thank you….”

    “You’re very welcome,” he said, trailing callused fingers through her long hair.

    She felt that same, strange fiery feeling rise from the pit of her stomach, parts of her wanted to continue. To feel his fingers graze other parts of her skin and to test the taste of his lips against hers. She was suddenly very aware of every inch of him and how it had pressed against her..

    Amari quickly pulled away so her own lewd thoughts would dissipate. She wasn’t sure what the man thought of her, or why such thoughts had rushed at her so. “I uh.” She couldn’t hide the exasperated tone of her voice. “I need to finish Jake’s laundry… I should go.” She gave his hand one last squeeze and chanced a single small kiss on his cheek, but before seeing his reaction. She pulled away, and hastily made her way upstairs.

    Safely in her room, Amari pressed her back against the door. Her hand over her beating heart.

    She had made such a fool of herself… how uncouth….

    She couldn’t…..she couldn’t do such things with Breaker...Jake would get angry.

    Even so...isn’t that what he was doing with Isabelle right now?

    If so...why was he so angry with her all the time?

    Amari slide down to the floor. Exhausted. She let her hand tilt back and forth, watching the flower glimmer in the dim light. It ended up being...an interesting birthday to say the least.

    Breaking the silence, a polite knock at the door interrupted her thoughts.

    “A-Ah! Who is there?” Amari called out, scrambling away from the door. She hadn’t expected company, was it Jake? Had he come back? “Jake? Ah… your clothes… one moment…” She shifted to the bd where a neat pile of folded shirts sat and picked them up before heading to the door and opening it.

    “I’m sorry, I should have left them on-”

    “Not Jake,” Breaker said, a faint flush showing in his cheeks. He held a bottle of Yurik’s Firewhisky in one hand, and two tumbler glasses in the other. “If you want me to go, I will,” he said, lingering on the threshold, “but I thought… you might rather not be alone.”

    “C-come in….” Amari stammered as she quickly put the clothes to one side. “Joshua, I didn’t mean to make such a fool of myself earlier. I acted rather...uncouth and I apologise.” Amari said as Breaker had already poured two glasses. He handed one to her and had taken a sip out of his own. He didn’t seem to mind.

    “No apology necessary,” Joshua said, taking a step closer so he was looking down, directly into her eyes. “I enjoyed your company so much, I didn’t want it to end.”

    Amari had to lift the glass to her lips and take two large swigs of the firewhiskey to deal with this. The liquor burned her mouth and settled warmly in her stomach, finally, she admitted to him what she had wanted to say to anyone… all day. “I don’t want to be alone anymore.”

    Breaker’s free hand trailed through her scarlet tresses, and then landed beneath her chin and lifted her face slightly. “You don’t have to be,” he said. “I’m here.”

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    Two large breasts bounced in unison as Isabelle ground herself against Jake, with each gyration of her hip she’d give a soft moan. Her body glistened with sweat from a day of giving into sordid desires. Her neat, perfectly trimmed nails dug into the flesh of Jakes chest as she pressed her forehead between the crook of his neck. Visibly shivering as her entire body spasmed, rising into an orgasmic crescendo. Her lips grazed his neck as she murmured dirty words into his ear.

    Heat built up in Jake’s body and brain as he tasted Isabelle’s sweet sweat, enjoying her wetness and depravity. The half elf had though he knew a thing or two about the desires of women, but Isabelle had opened his eyes to a whole new world of carnal activity.

    ‘“I want to feel you quiver inside of me,” She purred, pushing strands of hair out of his face. “Don’t disappoint me~” She teased.

    With a growl Jake rolled her over and took her from behind, grasping her hips to increase his pressure and thrusting into her over and over. Isabelle let out a long low moan of pleasure as she ground her ass back against him. Jake squeezed her supple cheeks and stroked her until he could stand it no more, and emptied his sack inside of her. They fell to laying on the bed together, a tangle of arms and legs, laughing lightly and touching one another. This lasted a few minutes, until Isabelle looked out the window and realized how dark it had grown.


    “Shit.” She hissed as she started to hastily dress herself. “I was due home an hour ago.” She paused, still partly dressed and gave Jake a wry grin. “At least we shall both sleep well tonight.” She stalked over to him and pressed her bare chest against his torso. Her skin was still slick with sweat. “Let’s do this again tomorrow.” She purred, running a finger along the underside of his chin. “I will wait for you on the morrow, take me to your favourite places during the day...and when evening comes - I shall take you to to mine, and take you again.”

    “I wouldn’t miss it,” Jake said, leaning forward.

    She pressed her lips to his and gave him one last feverish kiss before leaving Jake alone. As he held the door open for her, the half elf noticed a covered tray with a note sitting on the floor next to his entryway.

    Oh no… he thought, as memories from the day flooded back. He carried the try inside and set it down on the dresser, quickly reading the note.

    Dear Jake,

    I’m sorry I had to duck away during your training. Breaker lead me to the botanist who needed my aid. I saw you in the pub but did not want to bother you with your companion.

    I think I realise now, why you have been frustrated with me. I haven’t given you enough space to do what you wish. With whom you wish.

    Instead of stopping you, I let you have your fun. Please enjoy this meal. I hope it will be just as enjoyable now as it was when I first made it.

    Thank you for everything.
    -Amari.


    So Amari knew he’d been with Isabelle… how? That didn’t matter. What mattered was that, in a haze of ale and lust, Jake had forgotten to attend her birthday dinner. He paced back and forth and then set on the bed, folding and unfolding the note. There was nothing he could do about it tonight. He would just have to wait for the morrow, and get her that handkerchief, and hope that all could be forgiven.

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    Amari awoke the next day, groggy. Her and Joshua had shared drinks, talking late into the night. She was sure that he had moved in to kiss her a few times, but she rebuffed. She hadn’t admitted it to him, but she was afraid. She had never consciously kissed anyone, granted… the sordid memories of what her brother did to her...a part of her knew that they were ingrained into her being - that was what her brother wanted after all - but Amari didn’t want him to think less of her. She shifted out of her bed her eyes fell to the folded note on her bedside table, a note from her late night guest.

    Dear Amari,

    Thank you for sharing your birthday with me, it is not often I find occasion for such a relaxing evening. You are a wonderful cook and a great friend. I only hope I didn’t overstay my welcome. Be seeing you soon,

    Joshua.



    Amari read it and smiled. He had a good time, and he had let himself out. He made sure she wasn’t alone that night and that meant more than the world to her. She glanced to her wrist at the intricate weaving. It glimmered in the morning light.

    Morning.

    Jake would be up soon. Amari, despite feeling quite hungover got dressed, and headed downstairs to order food for both herself and her friend. She was surprised however, to see a familiar face beaming at her from a table, with two plates already in front of her. “Amari! Over here!” Isabelle said, waving her over.

    Curious...and still a little miffed at her...Amari cautiously headed over to the blonde. “What?”

    Isabelle flinched, “Oo, well a good morning to you too sunshine.” She huffed.

    Thinking that maybe...she was wrong Amari sighed and rubbed her head. “Sorry… I should not have snapped. How are you Isabelle? What brings you here?”

    “Jake and I are spending the day together.” She beamed. “We’re going on a date...I hope we didn’t keep you up last night. You’re in the room next to him, right?”

    Amari nodded. “Yes, I am but I hadn’t really heard anything.” Amari had a guess to what Isabelle was implying, but she wasn’t going to question it. She honestly hadn’t heard a thing, perhaps if she wasn’t with Breaker, she would have - but their conversations filled whatever silence would have unsettled Amari.

    “You...don’t mind do you?” Isabelle asked, a finger circling the glass before her. “Jake and I, I mean...It’s not like you can follow him around forever, right?”

    Amari felt her gut twist. “Right. I assume that plate is for him?” Isabelle nodded. “Yup. I hope he likes it. I mean, I know I worked up an appetite last night, if you know what I mean…” Isabelle eyed Amari suspiciously.

    “I’m sure you do know.” She said with a small wink.

    Amari didn’t. She instead offered Isabelle a small smile, the girl was being nice enough… but Amari still felt betrayed and didn’t exactly what to spend a lot of time around her. “I see. I’ll leave you two to your day.” Amari headed over to a smaller table to sit on her own and ordered herself a cup of tea. She wasn’t really hungry.

    Was this how things were meant to be now? Would this mean she’d see Jake less and less? Amari stared at her disheveled reflection in the tea. Thaynes above she looked a mess. Amari glanced back at Isabelle who was prettying herself up in a small pocket mirror then to the stairs, she could see the familiar boots trudge down them. Jake was awake.

    “Mayhaps we will spend some time together tonight.” Amari told herself as she took a sip from her cup. She watched as Jake glanced at her, then to Isabelle who had jumped from the table and escorted him to her own. He glanced over at Amari and she mustered up the warmest smile she could and waved at him.

    She wanted him to be happy at least.

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