Sentenced to Troll by S L Rowland

Author:S L Rowland [Rowland, S L]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2018-12-06T05:00:00+00:00

21. Welcome Home

When we set off the next morning, it is a tearful good-bye. As much as she encourages his adventure, I can tell his mom will miss him dearly. I mean, who wouldn’t miss a clown like Limery. He’s like the little brother and the pet I never had all rolled into one.

His mother even gives me a hug around the knee.

“I am glad to have met you, Chod. You are more curious than the average troll. Take care of my boy.”

“I will.”

“Lillith, you may call me Lillith. Now, get going before I regret telling you my name.” She releases her embrace, and Limery and I set off towards the forest.

It’s a beautiful day and excitement fills the air. Two days from now, I’ll be back at the troll village claiming my reward. I still don’t know what I will ask for. Chief Rizza offered me literally anything I wanted. Tormara seemed to think I would want the village, but truthfully, I have no interest in ruling a small village. I want adventure. The thrill of fighting the wyrm, of exploring the dungeon, that’s what I’m truly after. Not council meetings and planning how to stay hidden from the outside world.

I want to make trolls respected so that we don’t have to stay hidden. If I can’t make them respect us, then I will at least make them fear us. Enough power and people like Glenn will think twice about attacking the village.

When we come across the river, I pull out the Aquatic Boots I won at the faerie dungeon. They’re made out of green leather with pearls sewn into the upper half. They must have some enchantment that sizes them to the wearer, because they manage to fit my giant troll feet, claws and all.

I step into the rushing river and it’s like I’m walking on sand. The water gives a small amount, but then it’s firm. Rapids form around my feet with each step until I am safely on the other side. Limery flies beside my shoulder.

Pretty cool.

Limery and I chat the day away as we travel. He tells me about some of his favorite games he likes to play with his brother. One of them is similar to tag, but they throw fireballs at one another.

“We meets you family soon, Chods?” he asks.

“I— I don’t have a family here.” I don’t know why I say it, but I start talking to him about my life outside of the game. “I have a mom and a dad where I’m from, but we’re not really close. I’m their only child, and we’re not close. How sad is that? I honestly can’t remember the last time Mom gave me a hug or Dad took an interest in any of my school activities. You’re lucky, Limery. Your mother loves you.”

“You mother loves you, Chods. You good son.” His tiny hand pats me on the shoulder.

“I don’t know about that. Maybe it’s not them. Maybe it’s me. Maybe I’m not the son they wanted.

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