Kaelen

“A Demi-god, my Typhor that is… a Demi-god?” I couldn’t believe what I heard, how could we have stumbled into the heart of a Demi-gods forest so easily. Did the gods have something to do with us being lost? Typhor what is going on!

“I need some tea, this is all so confusing.” I could feel my adrenaline from finding him and on fire, and nude Lyra silently screaming in his arms. I almost stabbed the guy, thankfully he called me over to help and explained before I could find the right weapon. Lyra was awake now, pieced together by what seemed to be celestial magik, and we were in the presence of a Demi-god. I felt faint.

“Yes. I have been alive for about two thousand years, and will most likely live for two thousand more thanks to the divine blood my father shared with my elven mother.” He pulled out a chunk of wood and a knife and started to whittle away. I was waiting for Lyra to speak, but found her passed out again, the news a bit too much for her newly stitched together body to handle.

“Do you have a kettle, Thalas, or do Demi-gods not drink tea?” I asked after digging through my bag to find my tea. Thalas handed me a brass kettle and a ornate teapot, we both sat quietly as I prepared the drinks. I poured him a cup, and then myself one and asked, “How long until we can head to Everglade with her?”

“Month, tops. Let me help.” He answered, sipping on the schoulding hot tea with ease.

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Within a week I had Lyra eating solid foods. Thalas had plenty of medicinal herbs growing in his food forest, and the shaded forest had plenty of mushrooms I could identify, as well as ones I couldn’t but I grabbed those too. With the power of elixirs, good food, and daily walks with the help of Zephyra, Lyra was aware enough to actually begin her training.

“Wow, trained by a Demi-god son of the patron of beasts! Do you think you’ll be able to turn into a dire beast and rip heads off of enemies?” I imitated fighting a tiny man, making her laugh lightly. I was so happy to see her doing ok.

“I’ll be fine. You, Zephyra, Elysia, and Elara have been so patient with the delays, please. I need to do whatever I can to get well enough to leave. I can see that it is making my cousin worry.”

It was true. I could see Elysia praying non stop, only stopping to go to the baths, and blessing Lyra once a day, to Lyra’s protest. She told me she was fine waiting, but I knew that her and the bodyguard were both concerned about getting out of the forest.

Lost and stranded before the adventures even began. Rough start. I thought.

“You got this then. I support you starting. I won’t be able to join you, Thalas’s rules, but I am here to give you all the help you need outside of training.”

“Thanks Chef,” she smiled at me, the same one they would wear before we would get into mischief as kids, “You’re the best.”