Road to Ingram

Jurgen has nothing's else to say slightly out of fear that maybe she was working for bilbok. He needed to keep to himself and asking questions outed himself.

As the girls rest Jurgen checks the surrounding area. With them it would take them 2 days to get to Ingram. He could go to Tris instead. His old friend's parents live there and it's only half a day. He really didn't want to go back though. He found a spot that he'd have a good view of the girls.

He was always a very light sleeper, he had to be but that morning surprised him for as he opened his eyes Iona was placing down a plate of food. Before he could understand what was going on his hand was around her neck and she was lifted onto the tree. As he began to see the situation he put her down.

"How did you do that?" He asks rubbing his head. As if it didn't happen she spoke to him.

"I collected fish from the river, downstream to not wake you and a Flaming mongoose was more than willing to cook it. He also showed me where wild vegetables were grown."

"You talk to animals?" He asks believing only elven could do that.

"Its harder for humans, I have his aura. I have lived with his for so long that most animals feel comfortable around me. But of course only if they are in a good mood. Eat." She smiles as he smells the food.

"I don't think I have had something like this before. Did he show you this too?" He asks almost wondering what the heck the dark elf was.

"No, I used to be very bad, but good food makes people happy. So I practiced." She smiles knowing it was good.

"Did you feed her?" He asks.

"Yes I mashed up the vegetables that has high iron. Her fever has gone as well. The pressure helps. Her mind seems to waver. She is holding onto something and therefore shall stay unconscious." Iona smiles before looking a tad guilty.

"What's wrong?" Jurgen asks not knowing what Iona would say next but intrigued by it.

"Oh. I uh just miss the tops of the trees." She looked up.

"Can you just pick one?" He says eating.

"Pick one?" Iona questions.

"Wize or childish. I never know with you. How do you miss the tops of trees though? I mean your tiny." He looks around to see if he senses anyone.

"Damon could jump really high." Iona explains.

"You really do like elvens don't you. I hope you know most aren't like him." Jurgen thinks back to the last time he met an elven.

"I am well informed of all species. Elvens are very smart and value education." Iona shares.

"So you can cook and you have knowledge? What else can a four year old do?" He asks.

"Oh come on if I told you that I would have no mystery and I am actually six."Iona laughs.

"Alright, pack up we got a long way to Ingram." He said as if he chose that just to stay with the small girl a bit longer. As he was undoing the knot on the tree to prepare the blazing aurator he noticed Iona staring at him.

"Can I help you?" He asks.

"Just let me watch. I'll figure it out." She nods. Thinking shes a bit off he leads the blazing aurator to the river and allows it to drink. He then places Iona on the blazing aurator and then Tai.

"Hold her up. We will go faster this way." He says as he begins leading the blazing aurator. Iona stays quiet most of the trip looking at the place outside what she knew. She wondered if one day she would see the mountains.

"Your ears are weird." Iona tilts her head.

"Why are you so obsessed with ears?"

"What happened?"

Jurgen sighed.

"Lots of fights, I don't remember every scar…"

"Its ok you can tell me when your ready. I have two scars." Iona pulls the fabric on her neckline and exposes her shoulder.

Looking at it Jurgen knew he had a scar quite similar.

"You were captured?" He asks.

"Yeah, Damon stopped helping the bad guys so they took me. He got angry. Damon is scary when angry, but I felt safe when I saw him."

Jurgen remembered that his eyes glowed and those who were dead became reanimated. That was some terrifying amount of magic.

"His power… Necromancy… From what I know of dark elves he should be dead for using it." Jurgen explains carefully.

"Damon can make those who are dead look alive, while the bad magic just reanimates the dead, they still look dead. He was exiled from the Dark Elven Kingdom. He almost died before mom found him. "Iona draws in the dirt with a stick.

"Interesting. What do you plan to do after this?" Jurgen questions.

"I plan to stop the war, like Damon was gonna."

"Oh and how are you gonna do that?" Jurgen chuckled.

"I have a plan." Iona looked off deep in thought. Jurgen decided to let her be.