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Cutscene 35: One night of celebration

Summer, 2015

William and Ami borrowed the house outside Everfier for their wedding. They’d initially been hesitant about being in the Overcurrent for it, but their desire to have Rick and his family there was strong enough to outweigh their concerns. The house was secluded enough to give them privacy, but still close enough to a major city to make traveling easier. Easier for Ami’s parents, too, who Risa and Zane escorted there from the Mid-grounds.

The other benefit of having the ceremony outside of a city was that there would be fewer people to pick up on the fact that the Dragon Lord was attending. Risa wasn’t sure if he’d been invited because Ami and William felt obligated to or because they actually wanted to thank him for all the help. Maybe both.

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Cutscene 33: Network status

There hadn’t been any indication during the journey that the Angel meant her harm. Still, Whitley couldn’t let herself relax just yet. This was, after all, the same Angel who’d firmly planted herself at the Dragon Lord’s side in such a short span of time and the same Angel who had supported that phoenix’s actions before the Council. She was dangerous, regardless of how she might try to make herself seem less so by tripping or landing unceremoniously in prickly bushes.

Further, their last leg of the journey was almost complete. That meant that they’d be in the Angel’s lair soon. The Angel would have even more of an advantage there.

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Cutscene 32: Things to do, places to be

(Note: So sorry everyone and thank you for being patient! The good news is that the rest of the serial is completely written now. Normal updates resume today.)

Chrys ran her hand along the cold stones of the castle walls as she walked. It was quiet. Too quiet. Oppressively quiet. “Time for something to epically self-destruct” quiet. She could make that happen, probably. She could, but…

…Her lack of interest in pranks was worrying. Was she sick?

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Cutscene 30: Discomfort

(Note 8/27: I made a small edit to the beginning of the second part of this update. After sleeping on it, I realized that the reason for the trip had never really made it out of my head and it might be a little confusing.)

Liam fidgeted in his seat and resisted the urge to look back in the direction Aubrey had gone. Doing so would have dramatically increased the chances of him making eye contact with one (or worse, both) of Aubrey’s parents. He didn’t want that. He also didn’t want to be fidgeting. What if they could tell he was doing that? What if they thought poorly of him for it?

Don’t let them smell your fear.

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Cutscene 29: Human rehoming

“I swear this drake gets cuter every time I see her,” Ami said, reaching out to rub a finger against said drake’s cheek.

Nyx let out a low grumble and stood, turning around before settling down again on the couch behind Zane’s head. With her head facing away from the humans this time.

“Zane’s her favorite,” Risa commented with a laugh. She petted the feather-tipped tail that was hanging between her and Zane.

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Sidequest 3.7: Done

“Do you think he’s alright?” Aubrey asked.

“I doubt she’ll kill him,” Zane answered. “Angry as she is, she must still realize the benefit of having a relative in such an important position.”

“Maybe,” Aubrey responded.

“You don’t think so?” The demon asked.

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Sidequest 3.6: Fake blame train

It had been a few days of ceremonies and speeches to honor the deceased. None of which Zane had attended since there were a good many people uncomfortable with his presence. Not that he was interested in going to any of them anyway. It would have been more of a blessing if that didn’t mean he was stuck in a room with Aubrey, Nico, and the little drake every time that Risa, her siblings, Liam, and the dragons attended one of those events. William and Ami had (together and separately) stopped by often enough to make it bearable, at least.

Of course, ceremonies weren’t the only things that the Overcurrent Council was spending its time on. Their speaker’s death left a rather desirable position unclaimed, a fact which lead to a considerable amount of squabbling over who should take his place.

It was something like déjà vu for him. The arguments, as relayed to him by Risa during rants, were more or less the same ones he’d heard while he was helping Tobias take the speaker position for himself. It felt strange to be observing all of this from a distance. He felt antsy, like he should be planning ways to kill someone. He chose to direct that energy towards Zephyr. The dragon didn’t seem to mind whenever he caught wind of what Zane was thinking when he stared at him like that.

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Sidequest 3.4: Reunited

Risa was in the city again. The same city where he was. That he was still not able to be at her side irritated him more than he’d give Friday the satisfaction of admitting. He fought back the snarl he felt rising in him as he thought about Risa. He bristled when he heard a laugh from the other side of the room. Perhaps he hadn’t been as successful at keeping a neutral expression as he’d thought.

“Why, whatever is the matter, dear beast?”

Cackling. This was the first time he’d ever thought that was a good word for someone’s laughter.

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Sidequest 3.3: Reaching the gates

Risa shifted back into human form after landing in the field near the Reinvale gates. She stretched an arm overhead, gripping one wrist with her other hand, then switched arms. Maybe that would keep it from being obvious that she was eyeing her uncle’s graceful “shifting while landing” move. Why was he so stupidly good at not falling on his face?

She heard a chuckle from her right and turned to glare at the dragon that had retaken human form. Zephyr smiled at her, then turned his smile past her to Nico. “Phoenixes are always so graceful.”

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Sidequest 3.2: Spreading the news

“Ok, remember, don’t say anything unless someone directly speaks to you,” Risa paused, considering. “Even then, let me do most of the talking, please.”

Chrys pouted and crossed her arms. “I was the one sent here to officially tell those stuffy Fey pricks about that old fart kicking the bucket.”

Risa pointed at her friend’s mouth. “And that is exactly why we’re going to consider your part of the mission accomplished now that you’ve told me and I am going to be the one to deliver it to the Fey Council.”

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