Mage And Wolf
Chapter 196

Chapter 196: Chapter 196

"What do you mean, I can’t open it yet?" Paula asks the shopkeeper incredulously.

"It’s a gift, Princess. Trust me, open it tonight with your husband and follow the directions. It’s a traditional form of well wishes among Lycans, a late wedding present from me to you." One of the guards has to stifle his laughter and I wink at him. Clearly he knows about Lycan or werewolf Mates.

"I’ll trust you then. I hope he likes it." Paula says happily.

We gather our loot, with a complimentary storage ring from the shop, making that three beautiful amethyst rings I’ve been given today to hold my goods. They give these rings out like shopping bags in this realm, I’ve even seen customers bring them in and set them on the counter to be loaded by the cashier, as if they were actual shopping bags and not a part of their daily fashion.

"Alchemy day tomorrow? We’ve gotten so many good things today." Amanda gushes with excitement.

"Certainly. I’m not sure where I’ll be sleeping tonight, but you can come get me in the morning. Dear Paula and Elder Brother might need a few extra hours sleep though, so don’t wake them up too early."

Paula blushes at my joke, and I realize that one thing I didn’t smell in the Crown Prince’s room when I arrived was her. Hopefully it all works out for them.

We all change in Amanda’s room, as it is closest to the door, with Domaya and no fewer than five other slaves to assist us. The two assigned to me have it easy, I am much smaller than the others, so they don’t have nearly as much to do getting my hair ready, and I didn’t need the help of a half giant to get my dress on, though Ahra is here and could have done it if needed.

I asked earlier what the uniform was, and the white stripe on a black background is for a personal assistant. Mine apparently, though I had intended for her to help Doosan with his work, getting her out of the arena and away from constant fighting.

She’s good at it, never in the way, but always there if you need her for something. Maybe I’ll find a way to bring her back with me. Sure, she’s head and shoulders taller than any of the human men, but other than that she should fit right in.

The atmosphere is tense when we arrive in the grand dining hall and I feel tiny. Everyone else is either a Nephilim and 3 to 4 meters tall, or a Titan dignitary, no half giants among them, and they’re all much larger than the Nephilim. My 5 foot 1 tall self, standing next to someone who would have to duck to walk under a highway overpass on Earth is just a bit comical.

To avoid being stepped in, I’ve resorted to using my White Dragon as a platform, burning minimal energy, but letting me stand at a comfortable talking height for everyone. The Titans find it highly amusing, and I make a point to stop ascending where they’re just comfortably looking down at me. It makes them feel important, and I don’t want to cause any extra trouble here until I know why I was invited.

Dinner goes smoothly, and to my amazement, I know every dish that is served, and can cook most of them. Mystic cooking really is the height of culture and luxury. But now it’s time for ’The Talk’. The moment of truth when I find out what the Titans want with me.

"Do you know of the City of Deimos?" The Titan delegation leader asks and I shake my head no.

"It’s a capital city of a Titan Clan in the Immortal Realms. A thousand kilometers across, it has almost two hundred million residents. Our seers gave a prophecy that you personally and alone would raze it to the ground." He explains and everyone looks at me like I’m the giant monster in the room.

Seriously, stop giving me the evil eye, I’m in a ball gown and sitting in a high chair just so I can reach this oversized table. How can I look intimidating enough to deserve that look?

"As much fun as that sounds like, I don’t customarily attack cities without a very good reason. I don’t think there should be a problem changing that prophecy to something that doesn’t end with a hundred million dead." I try to assure him, but he looks bleak.

"The attack on you in the Mortal Realm changed it already, but not to anything positive for the residents. After that attack, the prophecy read that the Black Dragon would order the city razed to the ground and you would still be there. So we thought to capture you here, and bring you far away from Deimos, hoping that whoever was coming for you would ignore the city, but that changed nothing.

So I’m here today to ask mercy in advance. Whatever they will have done to anger the Death God, we will be willing to make right. Please remember our request when the time comes." He finishes and now people are really looking at me like a monster.

"I give you my word, if it is forgivable, I will forgive them. If it is unforgivable, I will kill as few as need killing and no more. That is the best I can promise you as a servant of the Death God."

"Thank you. I will return to the Oracle and see if the results have changed. Please, wait just a moment." He steps out of the room, his heavy footfalls going down the hallway towards the guest rooms.

"A bit of power must go to your head quickly little one." Prince Mahmoud jokes. "But a hundred million Titans dead is impressive, no wonder they have a legend about your arrival in their lands."

"I’m certain there is more to the story, Crown Prince. But I have brought you and your lovely bride a wedding gift, please do open it together in your room tonight and follow the instructions. It’s a tradition of my culture to celebrate the bonding of mates."

He nods with a small smile and looks at Paula who is just as clueless as to the contents of the package as he is. "I’ll look forward to it then and thank you properly once we have opened it."

I think the guard might need medical attention, he has just choked on his tongue trying to keep silent.

"Good news. The tragedy at Deimos has greatly changed. The oracle says that ’five million will die in a night for their misdeeds’, whatever that might mean. So tonight was a success. We thank you all for your hospitality, and we agree to sign an end to the hostilities whenever the Nephilim King chooses." The Titan representative announces upon his return.

Well that’s a relief. No huge people trying to kill me tonight. Hopefully.